As a college freshman, I wanted to major in art. I took several art classes at the local community college and loved everything I was exposed to. After two years, it was time for me to transfer to a four year university. That was when my mom informed me that I would never be able to support myself through my art and should therefore choose a major that would allow me to earn a decent living. She wasn't trying to be hurtful, she just wanted to ensure my ability to be independent. My mom was one of the original bra burners on our block, working full time when all the other moms were baking cookies and playing with various hair dyes. She never wanted me to become dependent on a man to survive. I took her advice to heart and transferred to a field that eventually led me to teaching. Mom died three years ago and I have retired from teaching.
Thirty-two years later, I am venturing out into the world of art to see what I can do. I registered my business with the county on Thursday and made it official. Legacy Mixed Media is now a reality. I know that I am not the first human to be plagued with self-doubt based on comments made by well-meaning parents in our past. I keep hearing mom's voice asking "how are you going to support yourself?" Still working on an answer to that question. The good news Mom, is that I have a pension, the more important news is that I have to try...as soon as I get those voices to quiet down .....:)