The Tale of Two Blogs

“We, all who live, have
A life that is lived
And another life that is thought,
And the only life we have
It’s the one that is divided
In right or wrong.”
― Fernando Pessoa


The closer life brings me to the exact place(s) of wisdom, it becomes clear that all my interests have run a bit amuck. What that means is that I’ve got blogs, accounts, and what-have-you, that are laying forlorn in the wires. Other the past few weeks I’ve been trying to find all those loose ends, weave them into a tapestry of where I am now, and give them a place to rest.

But it’s not been easy.

Sharing that much of myself, especially what is in my heart, is just part of what makes me who I am. However, as life moves along, I can see the benefits of just throwing all the ingredients of my life into one mixed media creative piece. It’s kind like something that I shared with Mr. The Mister – “Just because new ideas come into my head, there is no reason to make a new place for them to live.” There is also a part of me that has been conditioned to believe that artists have to pick a niche to stick with forever. That’s a great formula, and it works for so many people — just not for me.

What inspired today’s blog title, is the fact that I logged into the wrong site earlier this week. While I truly feel that there are no “accidents,” the timing was interesting, and it helped me see that maybe, just maybe, having too many outlets is not exactly a good way to share my work/life/etc. While I do love a good ramble, and enjoy being able to walk around in different places with ease, it is time to bring the “multitudes” home. Along with that, it is time to stop diversifying myself to please others.

As per usual, there are some more thoughts on all of this running around my system, but I’ve got some work to finish up today. Next time I post, it will be in the correct place — and I will be a little less “scattered.”

Sending love and hugs to all y’all,
KimboBurly

Music: Local Natives
Weather: 79F and cloudy

10 days to 50

“It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.”

― Gabriel García Márquez

“Pretty soon you’re gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can’t trace time”
– David Bowie

Hello friends and dear readers – I hope all is going well in your part of the world! How is your year going so far? Are you feeling a bit nervous about going back out in the world as things open back up? Do you have a good support system in place in case things get wonky for you? Know that I’m sending you buckets of good energy, hugs, and support!

Not much has happened since my last post, so there’s not much to update. I’ve been working some long hours to get everything ready to share all my creative goodies. Nothing is exactly where I’d hoped it would be, but that’s not stopping me from moving forward. Also, during that time I learned a lot about what my limitations are, and what is easily done in a day without sacrificing my personal time.

With that, I’m gonna hop off for the day to work on some projects. Thanks to all y’all for being here. Looking forward to sharing all the new stuff, and seeing how y’all like it.

Big hugs!
~ KimboBurly

Today’s Music: David Bowie
Current Mood: Awake
On My Desk: So many art supplies. LOL

Insert arcane song lyrics here

”Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”

– Albert Einstein

Hello, my name is Human.

How are you doing today, fellow Human? Is everything going okay – do you need a moment to collect your thoughts? Tell me about what’s going on in your life. Remember, it’s all a bit very tactile out in the world, and taking a hot minute to rest is okay.

Also, I love and support you with my whole being. Just know that as you read this, little beams of light are shining from my heart to yours. Dear every single person – you are a beautiful being, and I love you!

”You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.”

– Nietzsche

Yesterday I started two projects to boost my creative serotonin. The first is Daisy Yellow’s, Index Card A Day , and the other is a delayed start with the 100 Days Project. Because I can’t just do one thing at a time – thanks to the lovely squirrels that live inside my cranium – these two processes will more than likely blend into one mish-mash of happy daily creating.

Also, I’ve started the “countdown to 50” timer on my Instagram. Yesterday it was 49 days to 50, so I made some art (see below), and today is 48 — which means I’m itching to finish this post and go work on my title page for ICAD.

May your day be full of things that make a day not be so sucky. Sending lots of support and hugs your way!
– Kimboburly

Everyday is the right day

Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through it. Face it.” – Conrad Joseph


Sometimes the Universe decides to give you a gift that you didn’t know you needed. It can be an ending, that feels heartbreaking, but was actually way overdue. It may be a brief moment of space/time that opens up a new beginning. And, sometimes, it looks like crying a river of tears – salty drops of awakening that wash over your soul in an deeply healing way. Or, it could just be a Thursday that was between a Full Moon and the beginning of Mercury Retrograde. However it happens, or the actions behind it, sometimes Life really does have your back.

Understand that I fully know that there is a modicum of entitlement in the above paragraph – as millions of people do not have an opportunity to reflect on their survival because they are still in the midst of extreme chaos and sadness. Whether it be a war torn area, poverty, dealing with mental/physical wellness issues, or a situation that is harmful — not every human has the chance to find serenity. Because of this, those of us who have the ability to help, in whatever capacity that may be, should work to ease the suffering of others.

”When people show you who they are, believe them.”

– Maya Angelou

Like many others, the past year of COVID times has been, well, interesting. I’ve come to see myself in a much different light, and have learned what is helpful to me as I begin to understand my place in the Cosmos. While I would have much preferred to gather these lessons in a different way, we don’t always get to chose the events that happen in our life. In this same thought process, we cannot control the actions of others, and should understand that their actions, or reactions, are not our responsibility. One of the things I witnessed in the past year was the monitoring and judgement of choices people made. Honestly, I jumped in that boat for a bit, too, and have worked to make amends where needed. What I learned in those experiences was that compassion, along with understanding, is more important than being “right.” And while I many not have liked what was going on around me, there are much better ways – for me – to stay true to my beliefs without causing discomfort to another.

In 2019 I made several goals that I wanted to achieve by my 50th birthday this Summer. For some of them I required a little bit of assistance, and did the work to find folx who had the expertise to help me. Sadly, not all of the relationships worked out as I hoped, but thankfully the lessons learned were exactly what was needed. Each one made me stronger, reminded me to trust my intuition, and to honor my boundaries. Even when the interactions left me scratching my head, wondering how it got to that point, I would happily go through them again. Why? Well, because each one taught me a valuable lesson, that will not easily be forgotten, and that means I will (hopefully) be able to move to the next stage(s) of my life. An interesting twist to all of this is that what I wanted to achieve happened – with a few curve balls thrown in to keep things lively – and my goals are very close to being met.

The first goal was to learn more about personal sovereignty and boundaries. Lemme tell you, the Universe did not shy away from giving me plenty of lessons on these. LOL As I joke with Mr. The Mister, there is now a 3-tier system of coming to hang out in my space. There is the expanse, which is kind of the outlying areas of my place in space. It’s a nice venue for hanging out, and it gives others access to me, but in a safe way for all involved. The next level is the gardens. This is kind of a “purgatory,” where visitors can walk amongst beautiful trees and flowers, but only chat with me over the hedge surrounding the next space. Finally, there is the castle – the amazing fortress of my body/mind/spirit – which holds the sacred parts of Self. It’s a wonderful system that works, allowing others to honor their boundaries as well. However, if a threat is perceived, colorful unicorns will escort the offending energy into the hinterlands, and no further access will be granted.

The second goal was to figure out what I don’t want to do in life. Yes, that sounds counter-intuitive, but it worked for me. With the ability to explore many avenues, what was/is truly speaking to me soul became clearer. For example, in 2020 I realized that working in the wellness industry – in any capacity – is absolutely 100% not my thing. I did give it the old college try, however, and stuck with it for 20 some odd years. It was rewarding, and helped support my family…but it’s just not for me. To others I most surely appeared to be wish-washy, as I went through like a 5 year stint of “Oh, this is what I want to do,” only to say some time later, “Oh, no, uh, I mean — not this. Sorry.” Thankfully, after all that wandering, things came to rest fully in the Land of Creativity. There is a lot of gratitude in my soul for the ability to make a lot of mistakes so I could get to the right answer for me.

The third, and last, goal was to find my inner strength. This one has been tough – like super tough, fraught with more existential crisis events than anyone could dream of – but I made it through. At this point you could queue up Elton John’s song, I’m Still Standing, and it would be the best theme song ever for what was experienced. Gratefully, nothing was too harsh, so any wounds that came about were easily healed.

”Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”

– Seneca

So as I stand on the precipice of New Beginnings, there is a little extra wisdom in my human toolkit. While I most surely have more to learn, and I understand that new challenges will arise, anything that comes my way can be handled with graceful awareness. All broken areas have been filled with gold, creating a strong vessel of hope, possibility, and beauty. It’s gonna be alright, and if it isn’t…the skills to face any challenge are available when I need them. As the saying goes, “It’s never too late to have a happy childhood,” and that’s exactly how I will embrace the remaining years of my life.


If you need a space to share your truth, please feel free to do so in the comments. Know that I see you, hear you, and honor your path in life. Also, please remember that as humans we are not called to always be in agreement, but we do have the ability to communicate with compassion.

Sending all y’all tons of love and good energy,
KimboBurly

(enter buzz words here)

”Go out and paint the stars.” – Van Gogh


Hello loves – I hope all is going well for you this day. The world is still a bit overwhelming, and it’s okay to not feel “okay.” Just know that if you are feeling overwhelmed, that it’s important to let someone know you are struggling.

As I dip my toes back into the waters of professional art, the amount of “let us help you promote our work” ads have increased 20 fold. That’s not an exaggeration – literally any time I log on to post updates/photos/etc., I have to wad through content creation folx showing me a highly produced 30 second “promotion” on getting millions of followers. If you happen to click the link, you know – just because their might be some good ideas there – you are literally perfume counter spritzed with jargon. From someone that spent part of their college education in journalism, ft. business management/advertising, I can see the writing on the wall. However, I’ve no idea what the words say, or if the wall even exists. It’s super weird to me, and I’m not sure how a camera lens, painting, or vintage paper would benefit from using hashtags such as: selfcare, authentic, cottagecore, hashtag (yes, this is an actual method of getting people to look at your context on social media), bestlife, spiritualaf.

Before I get ahead of myself, let’s talk algorithms and shadow bans. No one is immune from these, and as much as none of us like them, complaining about them into the vacuum of the digital space time continuum won’t do much for you. Well, I mean it will make those who have turned on notifications see your post, comment, and maybe even share it with the words, “[insert social media platform, but usually Facebook] has done it again – my friend’s account is being taken out of the algorithms, so can you go to their account and show them some love?” In simple terms, you are the product of social media. Not trying to be a bummer, but it’s the truth. If Advertisers are looking to gather revenue, they ask to be placed in the timeline of folx that use a specific hashtag. How do I know this — well, I’ve placed ads on social media sites before. You can literally have your content pop up with specific hashtags. While I’m not a full expert on these things, what I do know is this – if your hashtags aren’t bringing in revenue through ads with those same hashtags, your content appears to be hidden.

Let’s get to the nitty gritty. Social media sites are free for a reason. I’m not going down conspiracy rabbit holes, but stating business facts. In short they are bigger versions of, “Hey, give me some of your free product, and I’ll promote you because I’m an influencer.” Just in case you missed it above, you are 100% the product on Social Media. Along with that, corporations and large businesses don’t have to pay research firms anymore – they just log on to their professional page and let the stats give them the data that the need. Then, they decided how much to spend on ads, work on some copy, and send it over to the bots for approval. From there, as you are looking at fuzzy cats, or wholesome memes, and an ad for rainbow cookies pops up with a “Love is Love” banner. For whatever reason you decide to click it, that makes no difference. Somewhere in technology land, your view registered somewhere.

Same as it ever was…

Now that I know this, and have really done some deep dives in researching the new face of marketing, I am no longer doing my work to please the Hashtag Deities. Honestly, I don’t think I ever was, but it feels good to declare it out loud on my blog, which is like social media lite, to all y’all.

So let’s get down to some fun stuff, shall we? Currently I’m working on about 10 projects at once. Only 10, you say – well, that’s down from 20, so I still have my distracted creative human credentials. Plus…y’all know that I’ll most likely pick up another 30 as the weekend goes along. I totally have serious “I can make that”-itis, and have dealt with it my whole life. Pretty sure my first words as a baby were, “Bet I can create something like that.”

Another brain wrinkle is whether or not I want to list items for sale on Etsy. Great Maude, it’s just easy there, and the traffic is much greater than other “sell your own things” sites. But in the same breath, it’s not very creative-types friendly. Also, you can post an original digital image/file, add all the proper watermarks, etc., then see the very same thing being listed from another seller. How did this happen you say – well, they copy/paste your image, remove all traces of you, put it into a program that will copy the image, make a few edits, and VOILA! they have free content to sell. Quite a few artist friends of mine have had that happen, and the powers that be don’t really do much about it. So…that’s why I’m mega on the fence about using Etsy. There is always the option of selling directly from my site, but – phew – y’all, I can only take this one woman show so far without rolling totally off the rails. 🙂

As much as I’d like to just sit here and ramble, the cats are peeking over my monitor, and the the dog keeps looking outside. Gonna hop off for today to put my feet on the ground, bow to the Sun, then clean my paintbrushes.

Sending all y’all tons of love and support.

Hugs,
Kimboburly