Showing Up and Feeling Tired
Well, my friends, I might be teaching an origami class tomorrow.
Set me back one year in time, and I'm just toying with the idea of tutoring on my own. In the here and now, I'm determined to tutor academic subjects, teach small classes, sell paintings, publish a book, and more.
The future looks like a gritty pile of colorful adventures.
How did I get here? God's grace entirely. Inside of that, support mostly. Besides that, persistence I guess. I just kept tacking along, mentioning that I do things, taking in suggestions, and winging it. Somebody once said that 90% of success is just showing up. This seems to be so true.
For example, I make paintings, but they're kinda funky. I figured they wouldn't go in a fancy restaurant, so I almost avoided the building entirely. However, I figured why not just ask. I stroll in and have a brief chat with the guy I guess is the manager. He flips through the pictures on my phone. "This is beautiful," he remarked about the painting I call The Path. It's definitely one of my more passionate ones, but I never imagined hanging it in a restaurant!
Showing up. Stuff like that. Crazy.
In other news, I need a bloomin' library! Or like an office. Or a study. I need a well-lit place to read my literature for something like "Story Time with Nathan Rudolph." I went to a normal library that actually has a designated recording studio that people can use for free. It was too empty though: a simple, grey background. I want books behind me or a fireplace or something cozy and inviting. Maybe I could just rearrange my room? Who knows. I'm looking forward to reading my stories though. I love writing and sharing and reading.
I'm feeling kinda tired, so I don't have much to say. Once again, I don't feel like contra dancing right now. I've been sleeping really poorly. Dexter-dog doesn't help at all. He's gotten into the habit of barking late at night and/or early in the morning. I have my theories, but let's not get into that now.
I probably need to go contra dancing though. It has been too long. I'm prepared: I have my sneakers and my bandana. I'm halfway there. Meh. Nap time? Not yet.
Anywho, I'm gonna go write a random, random story about whatever I feel like writing.
Boom.
Pip pip, cheerio.
Set me back one year in time, and I'm just toying with the idea of tutoring on my own. In the here and now, I'm determined to tutor academic subjects, teach small classes, sell paintings, publish a book, and more.
The future looks like a gritty pile of colorful adventures.
How did I get here? God's grace entirely. Inside of that, support mostly. Besides that, persistence I guess. I just kept tacking along, mentioning that I do things, taking in suggestions, and winging it. Somebody once said that 90% of success is just showing up. This seems to be so true.
For example, I make paintings, but they're kinda funky. I figured they wouldn't go in a fancy restaurant, so I almost avoided the building entirely. However, I figured why not just ask. I stroll in and have a brief chat with the guy I guess is the manager. He flips through the pictures on my phone. "This is beautiful," he remarked about the painting I call The Path. It's definitely one of my more passionate ones, but I never imagined hanging it in a restaurant!
Showing up. Stuff like that. Crazy.
In other news, I need a bloomin' library! Or like an office. Or a study. I need a well-lit place to read my literature for something like "Story Time with Nathan Rudolph." I went to a normal library that actually has a designated recording studio that people can use for free. It was too empty though: a simple, grey background. I want books behind me or a fireplace or something cozy and inviting. Maybe I could just rearrange my room? Who knows. I'm looking forward to reading my stories though. I love writing and sharing and reading.
I'm feeling kinda tired, so I don't have much to say. Once again, I don't feel like contra dancing right now. I've been sleeping really poorly. Dexter-dog doesn't help at all. He's gotten into the habit of barking late at night and/or early in the morning. I have my theories, but let's not get into that now.
I probably need to go contra dancing though. It has been too long. I'm prepared: I have my sneakers and my bandana. I'm halfway there. Meh. Nap time? Not yet.
Anywho, I'm gonna go write a random, random story about whatever I feel like writing.
Boom.
Pip pip, cheerio.
Congratulations on dreaming big AND on showing up. Dreaming opens your eyes to that "gritty pile of colorful adventures" that is the future. Showing up, by God's grace, embraces whatever colorful adventure God is presenting in the moment, and forms it into yet another photo memory flitting rapidly into the albums of the past.
ReplyDeleteI'm thrilled you got to hang your paintings in that fancy restaurant, and glad you picked yourself up and went contra dancing.
On a practical note, I wonder whether a bookcase wall mural like this might help:
http://us.photowall.com/photo-wallpaper/bookshelf-black-brown-1?width=39&height=39&gclid=Cj0KCQjwgIPOBRDnARIsAHA1X3QdcqDiXY1rZhQyIWQRZjvStbCDT-SMudVHXOC3TpPE90xFT3C7zmkaAmysEALw_wcB
Of course, you'd need some method of hanging it without affixing it to walls you don't own...perhaps scrolling it onto a PVC pipe frame?
There are a bunch more bookcase wall murals here:
https://pixers.us/wall-murals/bookcases
However it happens, I look forward to the first episode of "Story Time with Nathan Rudolph!"
Heather! You are so full of the wisdoms! A mural is a genius idea! Effective, affordable, portable. Bing bang boom!
DeleteThank you for that great idea.
Well, I hope it is effective, but my jury's still out on that one; you'll have to let me know! The possible issues I'd foresee is whether it looks realistic enough, and whether there is any glare with the lighting. I suppose it would matter whether the mural is on canvas or paper or whatnot, and how tightly you can mount it to a frame of some sort. But if it turns out to be a helpful idea, I'll be thrilled and you're quite welcome! And if not, I know you'll come up with something better. I'm looking forward to seeing the results.
DeleteIt's better than waiting about awkwardly while I wait for the perfect studio to fall in my lap!
DeleteIt looks like that awkward wait is about to end, one way or another. I'm excited for you, Nathan!
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