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The value of pushy mothers

The extra push. It can come from within, but it also helps to hear it from outside influences.

Pushy moms are more likely to build a successful kid. Being annoyed is good for you.

It is later on that you’ll steer your own life and develop the habit of pushing yourself.

The lessons hatch in your head, inculcating an operating system that values independence and hope.

From parts to wholes and back again, the most important thing is to follow through in an effort to inspect the self and all the world’s knowledge.

Life & Philosophy

A merry experience

We run after happiness like the plague. If we could just have that one thing, then we could be fulfilled. But the problem with happiness is that it doesn’t stop bleeding. We want it again and again.

The thing about happiness is that it’s attainable, just not when it’s attached to material goods. A pair of new Jordan’s or a new iPhone may make us happy but the feeling is ephemeral. Two weeks later we’re on the search for a new drip.

But what does increase happiness and stick around for a bit are experiences. Memories unite us and make us human. Shared moments run deeper than a new pair of AirPods.


The Family Leach

Everyone has a famous relative. I’m related to Mark Twain, Dad says.

Some people use lineage as an excuse for work already done, living through the success of somebody else. But inherited fame is a cop-out. People are responsible for their own individual success.

What matters is your own work. You can take inspiration and even steal ideas from others. Combine the past into the present. Do whatever it takes to get started but get started now.

Recognition just happens to people that persist and ship again and again. Be the person who recognizes success and the machine that works even harder to repeat it.

Don’t be afraid to throw your shit out there and see what sticks. The Internet is a great place to publish and get instant feedback. Fame can be a drag anyway.

Be proud of who you are and those that put the effort in before you. Learn and let live.


The Internet Art Dump

My dad is an art and antique collector.  I’m a digital art and antique collector.  We both hoard.  However, his art costs money while my digital images are free with a right-click, copy image to clipboard.  

He displays his collection at home.  Guests have to come over to see his collection.  I display and share my collection on Pinterest and right here on my Tumblr blog.  You just have to be at your computer to view it.       

He spends most of his time studying potential buys and attending auctions.  I spend most of time just discovering cool images online.  

My dad didn’t grow up with Garageband or Instagram so he never created stuff he could call his own.  I tend to think I can create my own art without being a musician or a professional photographer.  

My dad is running out of space.  Even the basement is full overcrowded with art.  The Internet has unlimited capacity.  I can upload 1 hour of YouTube video each second of the day.    

The biggest difference between my dad and I is that he wants to own stuff.  I just want to find and make stuff to share.  His main advantage is that he can re-sell his stuff to earn money.  My collection is valueless unless you count the sponsored ads I can put on my blog.   

As you can see, my dad and I have two different perspectives and styles in collecting art.  His is based on ownership, mine is based on virtual renting.  

My own home walls are mostly bare.  Excess art makes me feel caged.  When I want to get messy and creative, that’s when I go online.  

The paintings I do own are my dad’s.  And I’ll save them forever unless he takes them back and sells them to the highest bidder.  

My dad appreciates real art and commerce.  Maybe I just need to learn that part.