Artist life is money poor,
bank balance grows slowly,
but other perks are huge.
As today morning,
I was making a landscape,
with hills, lake, tree.
My body was obviously at home,
but my soul was there.
I can quench nostalgia
like that, by painting an
art of a mother with daughter.
My night ended
getting a buyer message
about how pleased she was
with the art product,
she made her relative happy,
with the gift.
Morning started
greeted by a buyer message,
of gratitude for a serene art,
that will grace her house.
Artist life is not money-rich,
but opulent in other ways,
one can feel yutori, to ikigai.
About the Creator
Seema Patel
I am Seema. I contribute to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, Amazon KDP, Vocal Media.
I write on nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, social issues.
My art shop: https://artsforhealinggifts.etsy.com
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