Do what you love
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"Do what you love and you'll never have to work another day in your life."
I’m not sure who to credit this line to but I do know it to be true. I know because I’ve worked for a very long time doing what I did not love but what I endured.
I started working semi-officially at the age of twelve. Dipping Dillie Bars into chocolate at a Dairy Queen. Child labor? Yes indeed.
Before the age of twelve I was babysitting for three neighbor children for over eight hours Monday through Friday for a Summer. One was only a year younger than me and one was still in diapers. Mature for my age? Yes.
I know how to work. I fit the first generation American mold. And so I did for years, enduring one meaningless job after the other.
Everything is relative and often based on our aspirations. I considered myself during these years fortunate to have a job.
Then I realized that I loved to paint and that there were people who would pay for what I was creating. I did the math. It was simply a matter of finding enough of them and painting enough paintings.
The traditional approach to selling art wasn’t going to work so I had to create another approach.
That is what fueled my interest in marketing. And that why I love marketing and find that it too is a form of creative expression and ultimately financial freedom.
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"Do what you love and you'll never have to work another day in your life."
I’m not sure who to credit this line to but I do know it to be true. I know because I’ve worked for a very long time doing what I did not love but what I endured.
I started working semi-officially at the age of twelve. Dipping Dillie Bars into chocolate at a Dairy Queen. Child labor? Yes indeed.
Before the age of twelve I was babysitting for three neighbor children for over eight hours Monday through Friday for a Summer. One was only a year younger than me and one was still in diapers. Mature for my age? Yes.
I know how to work. I fit the first generation American mold. And so I did for years, enduring one meaningless job after the other.
Everything is relative and often based on our aspirations. I considered myself during these years fortunate to have a job.
Then I realized that I loved to paint and that there were people who would pay for what I was creating. I did the math. It was simply a matter of finding enough of them and painting enough paintings.
The traditional approach to selling art wasn’t going to work so I had to create another approach.
That is what fueled my interest in marketing. And that why I love marketing and find that it too is a form of creative expression and ultimately financial freedom.