I believe that supporting local artist has more meaning and value than spending thousands on generic work. Art and culture has the ability to enhance the quality of life for a community. Art is something that truly nurtures the spirit. However, there are a lot artists today that are “starving artists” including myself.
It is really important to support local arts. When you do, you support all aspects of creative freedom. Artists create art to reflect their ideas and their hidden messages behind their work. The art is artists create are from our heart and passions. It is much more meaningful then those big corporate companies.
Society, unfortunately classified art differently. I am tired of seeing what most of society classified as art. Artists try to sell their work and some either want it for a lower price or free. By this, they devalue the work we put into the piece. It is not some piece of simple jewelry, drawing, design, clothing, books, etc. It takes hours, days, weeks, sometimes months to plan and create one piece.
For me, I also fit the mold of a “starving artist”. I am a graphic designer, an illustrator, I sell art prints, and even wrote poetry. It is difficult to obtain clients and potential buyers for art prints. At the end of the day, we do what we love and would love more support from the rest of society.
For those who follow me, I really appreciate you all. It means a lot to me. You can find my art prints at http://www.society6.com/LunaNightingale
Good girls are always taught to be on point and polite all the time. They are taught to swallow their pride and sugarcoat their anger. They need to bend over backwards while others trespass on their boundaries and emotional well being. From a very young age, we are taught to keep our mouths shut and our legs closed. To apologize profusely for simply existing. It’s exhausting and draining. I just want to tell everyone to shut the hell up most of the time. We always seem to have to wait our turn or need a valid reason to even speak what is on our minds in the first place. Am I a feminist? No. However, I was labeled “the good girl”, “the geeky girl”, the weird girl” and even “the ugly girl”.
I rather be the bad girl or the rebel. The one with dreams and desires but can still do what I set my mind to. Being able to accept that I am a nerd and like to deviate from society and from the basic norm. I’m acquainted with my “dark side” and my more expressive side. This doesn’t mean I am a cruel person. I’m the complete opposite. It just means I am embracing all the things society tells me I am not “allowed” to do. This doesn’t mean you cannot be kind. There should be more genuine kindness and empathetic humans in the world. I didn’t stop being kind. I stopped letting people and society think I had to be “like” them.
It is not okay to waste other people’s time and drop them like they didn’t even existed. Is this what our society has come to? That is something I will not accept. Maybe I am a rare one but I can not just randomly spend a lot of time with someone without getting attached and caring about them. It always seemed like there was something wrong with me. However, I just want so much more. This new version of dating is not acceptable to me and will never be. I love talking with one another. I love date nights and Sunday morning breakfasts. I enjoy those awkward moments of silence where we just enjoy each other presence and have a lot of inside jokes.
In my experience, I never seem to matter enough for someone to be completely honest with me and tell me where I stood. I don’t like the unknowns. I want o go to bed with the same man every night or the nights he spends with me. Now it seems we have millions of people at our disposal. It is like our society can open a door and be able to flip through humans beings and pick out the ones they “like” solely on location, availability, and looks. Even then, it seems it doesn’t matter. I’m not for it. In 2017, we’ve become a society where we don’t make real, deep connections but connected to millions of people over the world.
Dating…. Dating has become such an ambiguous thing. We don’t even put labels on relationships. Why? I love committing to one man and getting to know who he is and his soul not flip through a multitude of men. Am I the only one who prefers something real rather this sad excuse for love these days.