Ok, so I did something odd.

Here's the thing. Last year, I put a lot of time, energy, heart and soul into creating 12 astrological images for a calendar--receiving a minimal financial trade-off for doing an astrologer friend a favor. I don't mind that part, but I _am_ sad that the original artwork which I put so much energy into hasn't sold (save the 4 pieces I gave to Molly and her astrology teacher). I have it up for sale here:

http://astroimages.myshopify.com/



So here's the odd part. Each original drawing was on sale for 50 dollars. I raised the price to 100, because I felt indignant. Those pieces are worth a lot more than 50 dollars each, and I started to think--heck--if no one is buying them at 50, why not go totally loony and raise the price to tell the Universe at large that I think I'm worth more than that. It sounds crazy but who knows? It just might work.

And if it doesn't? Well...I'll just have to give them away as gifts and forget about profit. As a full-time stay-at-home mom I get tired of not getting any monetary exchange for all the work I do every day all day. It's sort of a pride thing and a self worth thing, and also just a sanity thing, right?

Well anyway. There you go. Not sure what will happen with it. Probably nothing, but perhaps in my own mind I have affirmed my own worth by not lowering the price to 30 dollars as I originally intended to do. I felt like that was the opposite of what I really needed to do, just on a psychological level.


Have a happy end-of-week, whoever reads this.

XO,

Uncle Hannah