Business Mind

A fter spending some time with family this weekend I’m ready to take it slow this week. Summer is always a busy season, lots of parties, festivals, trips and such.

From our trip to Connecticut this past weekend

From our trip to Connecticut this past weekend

But this year seems a bit busier, perhaps we said too many yeses. In order to keep up with all we have going on I must stay very organized and productive when I’m actually home. I need to keep up with all home chores and projects as well with all my business tasks. I have not been focused enough on my business and it’s bothering me. As any entrepreneur, when we aren’t fully focused on the business, things start to slow down, and that’s not necessarily bad, but it does require some attention. I need to sit down, look at things for the second half of the year and start taking action. I’m counting on the second half of the year to really push the business so next year we can start slowing down a bit and perhaps grow the family. Life goes by so fast, I don’t know a better way to spend my time besides being fully aware and trying my best. I wish there was more time to work, more time to play and more time to rest.

Thanks for reading.

B.

Working with a friend

I t is the third time I’m trying to write this intro. Normally this is the easiest part of any blog post. Not today. I want to do justice to my feelings. Growing up in Brazil, I had really great best friends, a handful of them. And I’m lucky to say that I remained friends with them. We don’t talk as often as I wished or even see each other that much. I haven’t been to Brazil in a while now. But the internet definitely made it easier to keep up with each other.

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Elisa is one of those friends. We were in the same class from middle school to the last year of high school. It was pretty strange going to college, where none of my friends would follow me there. Let alone move to another country. She grew up to be this wonderful entrepreneur and opened her own pilates and dance studio.

Last month, she hired me to illustrate a few ballet costumes for her upcoming Christmas show. The illustrations will serve as a help to get the children’s moms approval, as the costumes have to be custom made. What a perfect match. I’m so happy we got to work together on something we are both so passionate about. My love for costume illustration and her love for dance. Life can be pretty good sometimes.

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The Highs and Lows

S ometimes it’s hard to contain my excitement, this morning it’s one of those times. But if you asked me why am I so happy I’m not sure I could answer it. Truth is, sometimes I feel very high (without drugs of course) and there is no apparent reason. Could there be a reason hidden deep down? Perhaps. Could it be just a weird physical feeling? Perhaps. Does it happen to everyone? I’m not sure.

Photo by David East

Photo by David East

Let me dissect today for example. Maybe the reason of such joy could be that I do not have to work on client’s projects today, leaving the entire day for my own ideas. Maybe I’m looking forward to hanging out with my husband tonight. Or maybe it’s because I’m going for a run, something I haven’t done in quite a while. Maybe is the coffee kicking in or the peace of mind for following my plans and goals yesterday. Maybe is how my body feels when I don’t have any junk inside (I ate super healthy yesterday). Maybe it’s because I slept great. Maybe it’s because I’m excited about how my work is going. I don’t really know. I’m not sure if there is a way to know, I have done all those things before and I don’t always feel great the next day because of them.

Whatever the reason is I’m grateful, because I know it won’t last. It never does. But right now I just want to continue to feel the inspiration flowing through my pores.

Thanks for reading.

B.

My words, my world

W riting a novel is still very new to me. The experience turned out to be much more enjoyable than I expected. It’s a bit hard to explain but the world of the novel really starts to become real. The more you write, the more you want to write. It’s like every word on the page makes the story you are telling more real. The characters are alive, you can smell their homes, you can almost touch them, and only you know about them. You want other people to know about them too, and because of that, you must write. At least the first draft (the part I’m at) is all fun. I’m not worried about how sentences are formed, grammar or even if the story makes sense to the reader. All I’m worried is to tell the story.

Photo by Kaitlyn Baker

Photo by Kaitlyn Baker

It’s being so much fun. Sometimes I wish I had more time to write but then I think, maybe is the day to day, the time that is passing, that is allowing the story to grow on me. Writing a bit everyday leaves room for creativity to renew. I’m so grateful to have found another passion, something so special to do. In a way, it feels even better than doing my artwork, it’s freer, less judgmental, it comes easy to me while with my artwork, it’s like a fight everyday to get what I imagine in the paper. I can’t wait to combine both worlds, to illustrate something for the book. Life feels pretty good when I’m lost in my craft. I wish for everyone to find something they love to do, there is no greater fun.

Thanks for reading.

B.

Promises to myself

H ave you ever made a promise to yourself? Or pleads? And how many times have you follow through with them? Why is it so hard to do the things we told ourselves we wanted to do. Why don’t we hold ourselves accountable? It’s a lot easier to expect other people to. I think it turns out that this too is a habit, allowing ourselves to fail in our own eyes. When we say we are going to do something, even if it’s not out loud, sometimes we write those promises/ goals down, sometimes we keep them in our minds but nonetheless we don’t do it. We fall short, stop halfway, and tell ourselves is ok to stop. But is it?

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Do this many times over, and we create a pattern of not doing what we say we will. Does that take away the value of our word? How can we even trust ourselves if we don’t have to stick to our own plans? I’m trying to stay more conscious of the things I tell myself. If I say I won’t eat a snack after dinner, then I can’t. I don’t want to allow myself to always “change my mind”, which is a different way to say, I’m weak and I can’t keep promises. I want to keep them, I want my words to mean something. That does require more thinking and better choices, but that’s fair. Next time we say we are going to do something, even if nobody knows about it, let’s stick to it all the way. After all, we will always know.

Thanks for reading.

B.