My thoughts seem so enormous, my perspectives so all inclusive at five a.m. Crawling out of my cranium and shooting from my eyes all over the dark cityscape like tendrils of empathy and genius tapping the soul of dawn. Before dawn. Quick like that. And sensitive. But firm and illuminating in a mysterious way. Mysterious to me because I don't really know what the hell but I'm thinking hard and inseminating the world around me with my consciousness.
My credit card debt began with the habit of living beyond my means on a regular basis, something that was encouraged by my decades in the fine dining industry. When you work around exciting ingredients and get creative with them daily, tasting wine to compliment your endeavors, you tend to want to eat and drink well when you're away from the job. Completely forgotten is the fact that the people that patronize your establishment make ten times more money than you do. Add to that your insistence on this pastime of making paintings and then hanging them somewhere for others to see.
Watercolors in particular require backing, matting, glass and something that holds it all together. My choice: a nice wood frame. Framing my paintings to exhibit was a form of gambling on myself and the next show. One credit card topped off I was soon searching the mail for one of those offers of a low low interest rate so I could transfer my already significant balance over to a new lender. Smart. Now I have two credit cards.
I cooked full time, painted full time and lived life in between like I had a right to. I would fantasize that success was right around the corner and that someone could purchase
all of my paintings at my next show. I would pay off my credit in one sweeping motion and sit back savoring the good life.
Sixteen years later I'm budgeting hard for the first time in my life, trying to erase a mountain of debt. Right now, after a long day at work, I'm relaxing with a refreshing cup of
hot tea. Yeah. One hundred bags for six bucks. I can lift and drink and pour it down my throat. I can sit and hold it in my hand. Hell, I can get a refill.
Cheers.