Burrowing Under
It’s strange to think how long I’ve been building a website. I started with Wordpress in 2011. Then Weebly. Then Squarespace. Now Shopify. Always preferring carte blanche. Undertakings both overwhelming and underwhelming. Limping along haphazardly, lazily trying to make a meal out of the menu.
The dream has always been to make a living off my art. My tangled and patient art. Documenting and somehow monetizing a pile of unrelated things. But how to make a mole hill from a mountain? Only related because I touched them and then stuck one of my signatures somewhere. I even stopped signing for a time.
It’s only ever made sense as a direction. The road disappeared so long ago, I can’t remember the shape of the horizon. In ruins there hides structure. Mundane tools in a garden shed. Code, SEO, system architecture… half a dozen other things in a patchwork. Fake it til you break it. Practicing is more fun than preaching anyway.
Scrub off the neglected parts before going underground again. It’s a shame too. The dogwoods are just beginning to open.
