
Today I finished something soft.
Something that doesn’t shout.
Something that just… feels like me.
It’s called I love rain.
And that sentence alone already says a lot about how I function.
Rain is messy.
It ruins your hair. It soaks your shoes. It slows everything down.
And still – I love it.
Because it washes things away.
Because it forces you to stop.
Because it makes you feel.
And I think my art is trying to do the same.
This piece is gentle, melancholic, maybe a little romantic.
It’s about letting go. Letting it pour. Letting it be whatever it is.
I didn’t plan it.
It just came out of me like a sigh. Like a whisper I needed to hear myself.
While painting, I started thinking about what a win would look like this month.
Not in the „I want to sell out my shop overnight“ kind of way.
More like:
– Having my first product ready.
– Listing my first prints.
– Maybe even getting that first real order.
– Feeling like this is actually happening.
The goal is still big – to build something sustainable out of my art.
To turn my chaos into income.
But this month, I just want to see one seed sprout.

So I’ve been thinking:
What product should I start with?
Prints? Postcards? Originals?
What feels right?
What feels me?
Right now, it’s the small things.
The in-betweens.
Postcards, maybe. Because they’re honest.
Because they don’t scream for attention, but they carry emotion in a quiet, intimate way.
Like a message in the rain.
So this is where I’m at.
Day 7.
A painting about rain.
A heart full of questions.
And a tiny spark of maybe this could work.
Sometimes that’s enough.