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theamateurartistblog · 2 years ago
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Making Money as an Artist
I think you have seen this topic trending all over town. But there are plenty of ways to get that bag as an Artist. I'm going to give you at least 3 ways on to make money. So grab them creative minds because you gonna need em.
Blogging...
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Unconventional am I right buuut if you are like me then this might be a little something for you to do. Granted this is gonna take a while but if you stick with I'm sure you'll be fine. But where should I blog? Well where are you reading this rn? Isn't it tumblr? Yup you can use tumblr, there are alot of artist on here that you interact with and reblog. Of course you have quotev (used to be there but not anymore), quora, Twitter or any other blogging media you can think off. Hwoever if you got some coins unlike some of use you can buy a domain and build your own unique website and drive traffic to it.
Affiliate Marketing
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Affiliate? As an Artist? Yup there are good ones out there such as bloop or other art and craft companies that ask for affiliates. This a simple and enjoyable way to make money since you already now what artists need and what they want. You are the perfect person to market for such companies since you are an artist yourself.
POD
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Aka print on demand. There are hundreds of POD platforms. I suggest trying out printfy and prinitful if you know of others share them in comments below. So guys there you have it stay tuned for more art stuff.
Stay healthy and stay cute.🌿
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jessica-larson · 1 year ago
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Fuel artistic triumph with our Artist Business Plan—a dynamic strategy for creative brilliance and financial success. Elevate your career with a professionally curated plan as vibrant and dynamic as your unique creations! 🎨✨
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inkskinned · 1 year ago
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the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.
three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.
two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.
their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.
one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.
i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.
i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.
and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?
you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.
a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.
someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.
#writeblr#warm up#this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru#but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist#ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school.#like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it.#was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes.#but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create''#when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work#part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just#like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent.#speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r#ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week#this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice.#''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism#imagine if we said that about literally any other profession.#''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt?#u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky''#we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY#''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''
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funkle420 · 7 months ago
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no talk me i angy cant stop thinking about my girlfriend who's been kidnapped by a crazy powerful ancient magician
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potato-lord-but-not · 10 months ago
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finally watched the movie and was so disappointed I had to draw the man to cope
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tierras · 4 months ago
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hii everyone 🥀🪽 i wanted to share that i will be traveling to cairo at the end of november and will be meeting with displaced Palestinian families. til then, i will be fundraising for these families in hopes of providing funds for them to pay for their rent, clothing, food, medical expenses, and any other needs.
to meet my goal, i am also planning on having a couple raffles throughout the next two months so stay tuned <3
update 9/14: enter my first raffle! [closed, prize claimed]
update 10/6: enter my second raffle [closed, prize claimed]
update 10/26: enter my last raffle [closed, prize claimed]
but for now, please reblog/share and donate to my campaign
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boobilby · 2 months ago
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He’s gay colour
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fenicearts420 · 1 month ago
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Gee, thanks Universal for ruining my favorite movie of all time. Much appreciated.
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super-nova5045 · 8 months ago
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sylvia plath, todd anderson and virginia woolf (aka ACTUAL tortured poets) watching taylor “im breaking up with my boyfriend for his intense depression and blaming it on him, im dating a racist who enjoys watching woc being brutalized and harasses young woc artists, i sent my fans out on a hate train to attack a young woc actress for a line she had to say as part of her job to show how mentally ill her character was, im dating a maga supporter, i refuse to say anything about a current genocide despite being the most influential person in the world right now, i am a billionaire, i fly 13 minute flights and have the highest carbon emission of any celebrity, i am a known white feminist who only speaks about issues when it affects me and has constantly let my fans get away with extreme racism and even encouraged it by associating myself with known racists” swift call herself a tortured poet (her writing sounds like a bunch of thesaurus words slapped over gabba hanna and rupi kaur-esque poetry that was created purely as a trinket for an edgy pinterest board)
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identityquest · 7 months ago
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posts that joke abt how furry artists make bank and so op is gonna start drawin dog ppl are sooo annoying like babe you dont have it in you. u do not have the gumption to draw bad furry art til you get noticed. you dont have the drive or the respect for the craft!!! you will fail
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starryfictionalgirl · 8 months ago
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Watcher announcing they’re leaving YouTube and putting all their new content behind a paywall via a new streaming service in a nutshell:
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starlingpaw · 25 days ago
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i'm in your area, i'm in your area
i'm in your area, i'm in your area
i know the first three numbers, i'm in-
i know the first three numbers, i'm in-
death grips x warrior cats in such a cool combo... so many artists whose music i don't see often in wc animations for whatever reason 🙏🙏🙏maybe the overlap between cat artists and music nerd-adjacent people is smaller than i thoughr
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girlboyburger · 2 months ago
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thank you
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ophanimkei · 6 months ago
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Happy Juneteenth!! Want to support a black lesbian?
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Here are my commissions and kofi!!! All support is appreciated. Have a lovely day!!
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linterteatime · 10 months ago
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My piece for @hkhallowzine ! My old computer really wanted to perish while making this but I didn't allow it ❤️
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potato-lord-but-not · 4 months ago
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idk what possessed me but. MOIST
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