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Events, Successes, and Setbacks

October 13, 2024

I swear it's enough to make someone crazy.

I never really realized how tough making a name for myself would be.

When I set out on the path toward creating a sustainable, thriving career in art, I don't think I was ready for all that comes with it. Don't get me wrong, I know that I'm in the right place, doing the right thing, and all that jazz. But I gotta say it's been tough as hell getting my footing.


I have a tendency to overload myself when it comes to work. Any job I've ever been in, that's stayed a constant. This time it feels so much different though. I haven't ever really had such passion for what I'm doing, or such a sense of purpose and knowing deep down that this is what i'm supposed to be doing. That being said, all that drive and all that passion lead to an exacerbated sense of failure when I don't achieve what I set out to accomplish.


Before you say anything, lol, here are the things I know, and don't need to be reminded of:

  • things take time
  • everyone has to start somewhere
  • i need more experience
  • other things of that nature

  • Truly I appreciate the input and advice, but I do know these things already lol. And I also know I forgot about an appointment downtown so I will finish this post later today lol

    I Never Said I Wasn't A Mess

    September 25, 2024

    but sometimes life is stressful, okay?

    I don't know about you, but one of my favorite things to do is to totally overload myself and put entirely too much on my plate. Both in life and at Golden Corral.

    For as long as I can remember, I've always had to stay busy. There's always been something that I've needed to fix, or someone I've needed to be somewhere for, or a story I've needed to listen to. I've always taken pride in the fact that people feel comfortable coming to me with problems or issues or their troubles, and trusting me to be able to give them some advice or just listen when they need someone. It's lead me to a point in my life where I have become a self-proclaimed empath (well, i'm not sure if there's like, an official designator that does that or something so we'll just stick with 'self-proclaimed' lol) and it's one of the things that I take very seriously and stay mindful of the fact that not everyone has the same patience or ability.

    Now, firstly you should know that this isn't meant to be a bragadocious post or a self-writeup where I'm kissing my own ass all the time lol. It's almost cringey for me to even write about in the first place, as a person with major self-worth and self-esteem issues. I don't accept complements well, certainly not from myself lol, and I usually get an overall feeling of 'yuck' when people say nice things to or about me, even though I appreciate the kind words when I get them. But for this post in specific, I just felt that it would give way for a better understanding of what I actually want this to be about.


    So, all of that being said, my question is this...having spent so much of my life being there for everyone else when they need someone, when is it acceptable to seek some advice or understanding of my own from someone else? Furthermore, being as introverted and self-relient as I have become over the past few years, who would I go to with such concerns? Having shifted my entire focus to making a name for myself in the art community through my work, I've kind of forgotten to allow people to know who I actually am. And that, folks, can be a really isolating, lonely life.


    I don't at all want to seem like I'm complaining about anything. I have been working hard, probably the hardest I've worked toward something in my life up to this point, and now I'm starting to see results of that hard work. At the same time, as rewarding as it is to see my career start to both take off and grow at the same time, it's left me with alot of unanswered questions, and alot of things that I just don't know how to improve upon or take care of myself. The internet is a great resource for information (most of the time and only some parts of the internet lol) but I can't say that I don't miss the feeling of sitting down with someone or a group of friends and getting wrapped up in a debate or in talking about shared passions. Along with that, being able to pick up the phone and text someone (yes text, I have always despised actually talking on the phone for some reason lol) with a quesiton and getting an answer that makes me say "damn i never would have thought of that". Its the simple things, yknow?

    Now, as I may not have the same number of friends, or contacts, or whatever you want to refer to whoever as; I have learned to valus quality over quantity. And sure, I've still got some shitty ones in there, who doesn't have someone that's just one big eyeroll in their life, but I can say that overall the few people I choose to surround myself with these days are pretty top notch. I find myself at an impass though. A place where, I've been the listener for so long, and while I very much love that I can say that and that people view me that way, I find myself asking "who listens to the listener?" on a pretty frequent basis.


    I'm making a conscious effort from here on out to put myself out there more. In real life, and not online lol, trust me I'm pretty far out there as far as that's concerned lol. What I mean is that I need to make more of an effort to go to events, meet people, meet people that are involved in the Arts and who I can connect with on a real level about the world that I'm trying to be a part of, and that I'm so passionate about. Once I can tackle that and get that figured out, I think I might just be able to have it all for once.

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    Well, It Had To Happen Sometime...

    Shit happens, but it's still a bummer.

    But I mean, it still is a real sonofabitch, but I at least can take comfort in the fact that I didn't like, put all my eggs in one basket, so to speak...

    And there's no offense meant in any way shape or form to anyone by my saying that. I'm a certain millennial age myself lol. But I'm just elaborating on my own experience and how it's not exactly the same for everyone. Anyways like, all I'm saying is that I can talk shit all day long and tell myself that it doesn't bum me the hell out, but remember we don't lie to ourselves in this house okay? lol

    When you work hard for something, and you don't get it, it can be more than frustrating. And I'm not talking like a candy bar you saved up for or whatever jokey analogy fits well here. I can only use myself as an example:

    So I spent like a month working on an idea for an open call, and if you guessed that I was a total anxiety-ridden mess the whole time, you'd be spot on. I attribute all that to it being my first open call for a solo exhibit. Anyway, I had my pieces laid out and ordered the way I would present them, given the opportunity.

    Oh, and just for the record, I have absolutely no hard feelings toward anyone—gallery, person, at all! Just to be clear haha.

    Anyway, so I get all my shit laid out and I'm like "wait okay" and it just like happened. I'm not sure how this happens normally for people, being that I am still relatively new to all the ins and outs of gallery stuff. But as I laid them out, everything just took form. I had painted some pieces that were meant to be paired right, but the entire concept lined up with a few pieces I had done previously. It was weird and I was totally into it.

    Although I am totally bummed that I didn't make the cut, now that I'm kind of talking it out for the first time (the email came like hours ago lol) I can see the potential problems. Like, for example, this was before I got the studio space that I'm in... which I will surely talk about in another post... so two humans, one hyperactive perfect dog, and a bunch of paintings constantly staring me down... I can see how I might have possibly just kind of made connections that weren't there to anyone else. If that makes sense lol. Like I think looking at them all the time in various states of unfinishedness, maybe forcing the flow a little bit?

    Those of you who just checked out of this rambling of a crazy person, thanks for sticking around this long lol. Just kidding, but really lol.

    Anyway, so of course I like to think that I'm mature enough to take this experience and learn from it and use it for next time. I do understand that. My thing is, I guess the whole point of this mess here, is that we should also be free to be upset about these things right? Like, yes, a bump in the road. It's just a bump, sure, but if it's the first one you've really had on otherwise smooth pavement, it should be fine to be a little jostled. Okay? And I say that with all the love in the world! Jostled love that is.

    The Excitement of Anxiety...

    Actually, reverse that...

    As I continue down this path toward my own place in the art world/community, I've found that I'm more anxious than ever...

    For the first time in a long time, I've got some stuff going on... (and for once not in the sense of "yeah, I've just got a lot of stuff right now" while I look at the ground as I'm saying it. Like actual stuff. Of course, I'm a nervous wreck. I'm weeks away from taking the biggest chance on anything that I've ever done, which is pretty scary. But I actually have some confidence in this thing that I'm working on. And I am WORKING. ON. IT. I swear to god I've never worked so hard at making something perfect as I have been on this project.

    The confidence I've got in this thing is there, which is a new feeling. But my old pal named Imposter Syndrome is banging on the door lately, really giving me a hard time on this. But I keep reminding myself that I do have a good idea, and that it could do what I think it will do, which will be one of the dopest things in a long time.

    Because I'm nothing if not a little dramatic sometimes, I can't really talk about it right now. Not because I'm running late or something, but because it's like, a secret and stuff. But if I have my way, you'll be hip to it sooner rather than later.

    The thing that is really killing me and making me so nervous is that other people are involved in it. It's one thing if I go down in flames trying something new, but it's quite another to bring people with me. And I'm not putting that out into the universe so that bitch better not take what I just said as my doing that. I'm just saying that it's on my mind. I don't really think that it's going to be anything other than fucking dope as hell, but you know. The thought still lingers.

    But, as long as I keep pushing forward and working as hard as I can to make this thing a reality, I think things will be fine.

    Right?