There was a time in my life when my art was my first love.
I even started out in university as a straight up visual arts major.
Happily, I allowed parents, relatives in addition to others to get in my ear. I changed my major to graphic design so I could get a good job. Well, I did just that in addition to working for nearly 7 years at that work. A recent trip to the cannabis dispensary has me looking at things a bit differently. When I was in school, me and many other of my classmates enjoyed recreational marijuana. Not only was it a great decompresser from university but using cannabis also was a great creative motivator. A buddy came into town who uses sativa in addition to indica products and invited me to get something for myself. I chose an edible hybrid strain. And that evening, I had a bit of a brain blast. While I am thankful to have my work in addition to the great living it provides, I just don’t adore the trade off. There is a hole in my heart since I abandoned my love. I saved half the hybrid strain edible for the next morning. And I felt even more strongly that I wanted to pursue my passion. Due to that trip to the cannabis store, I was able to work out a deal at work. I’ll maintain my work for now but they will help me go back to school to acquire an MFA in the visual arts field that I have longed to be a part of. So it appears I’ll even be able to advance my work while doing what I certainly have wanted to do for a long time.