Time is a manufactured measurement of progress of our existence; from the beginning of time to the end of time.

Somewhere in the midst of all of that time are our individual moments on this earth. Moments that many people describe as “a blink of an eye”, and moments we wish would last forever.

Every once in a while, my wife and I will look at our 3-year-old son and whisper to each other how big he’s getting. He’s going to be starting school soon, and every time I think about it my heart sinks into my gut.

Time is flying by.

It’s a goal of mine to be able to spend more time with my wife and son as much as possible, meaning working from home and finding a way of making money. It’s another goal of mine to be able to have my art be that income, whether I’m writing books, drawing or painting.

So far, it’s a no-go.

I have two children’s chapter books that I’m working on, a poetry book slowly coming together, a partial novel written, paintings stacked in the corner, and an endless amount of digital artwork on the computer, a lot of which is for sale right now on my Society6 online store. There are nearly 400 products for sale with my art printed on them.

I’m hoping that soon I will have art prints available on hand to be able to sale from home. I know some of the prices on Society6 can be a little steep for some, so hopefully, I can sale some prints from home a little cheaper. But, for now, they’re only available on the online store.

I keep telling myself that I have time. But, I blinked, and now my son will be 4 years old in June.

I want more time.

I need more time.



[Below you can find the links to my online stores.]


ARTWORK: [Society6]

BOOKS: [Lulu.com]


Neyiwa! Thank You!


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