Well.
It’s been a minute.
I’ve been a terrible art blogger. I had all the best intentions — to share my process, reflect on the highs and lows, and stay connected with those of you who follow this journey. But life has a way of pulling you in every direction except the one where you sit quietly and write about it.
So here’s the truth: the last 8 months have been full. Good, but overwhelming. Beautiful, but exhausting.
✨ What’s Been Happening
I moved into a new studio last summer — a space that finally feels like it belongs to me.
I’ve been teaching small workshops (which I love), connecting with other artists and watching people surprise themselves creatively.
I took part in local exhibitions over the Autumn, made sales, and I’m working on a large commission that will taken up a good chunk of this Spring.
And just recently… I got into a gallery.
There are more opportunities lining up over the Summer and Autumn , and I’m incredibly grateful. This is what I hoped for, worked toward, and kept dreaming about through slower seasons.
😔 But Here’s the Other Side
Even with all of that, I’ve been struggling.
I’ve been fighting for time — between teaching, painting, and life.
And more than that, I’ve been quietly wrestling with self-doubt.
You’d think after a stretch of success, things would feel easier. But honestly? The more that’s happening, the harder it feels to believe I can handle it all — or that I deserve any of it.
That sneaky imposter feeling creeps in, whispering that I’ve just gotten lucky… that I’m one bad painting away from it all falling apart.
And so, the blog fell silent. Because when I’m in that space, it’s hard to write. It’s hard to share. It’s hard to believe any of it matters.
❤️ Why I’m Writing Now
But I’m learning — again — that staying quiet doesn’t help.
Art is hard, yes. But sharing honestly makes it easier. It reconnects me to the why.
So this is me, showing up again. Not with a perfect plan or a polished message. Just a little more humbled, and a little more committed to staying present — even when it’s messy.
If you’ve been feeling stretched, doubting your voice, or simply falling off your creative routines… you’re not alone. And it’s not too late to begin again.
Thanks for sticking with me.
More soon — really.
Paul Marsh