Lull

I'm in a lull. Maybe a bit sad too. I just got back Monday (late night) from visiting my parents in the northwest. It was a great visit and I swear Finn grew a lot mentally and physically while we were gone. My husband cut Finn's hair this morning before leaving for work and I was surprised at how sad it made me. For one it was a lot shorter than I thought it was going to be and it made my baby look so different than what I was used to.

I'm feeling unmotivated and stifled on the whole job front. I came home to no job offer emails and one "Congrats! You're design submission is one of the top seven picked out of hundreds," (for a crappy little postcard design job.) "Now we will post your designs for our clients to pick a winner," great just what I need. I'm a seasoned professional with over eight years experience and I have to wait eagerly for "possibly, potentially, maybe more work offered after winning." So I put in my precious time to design a piece of marketing material that could bring in hundreds of new clients and potentially thousands of dollars in revenue to MAYBE "win" $130 and the possibility of more work. If you couldn't tell I'm a bit disgusted. But you know what if I "win" and they do choose to offer me more work I'll take it because I feel I have to right now because nothing else is coming in.

I'm going to a seminar this weekend that will hopefully help jump start me in getting my eco-art marketed and into galleries and boutiques. I've got some photos up now on my website showing my green art but I want to get better ones. First things first I also need to redesign my website ... Now Finn is fussing, up from his nap and look at me I still need a shower :(

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