So here’s what happened.

I’m dropping this into the Dbay (Doing a Business as Yourself) locals rather than Planet Andrea, because ultimately this is about recognizing how different business models can suit one’s mechanics - in this case mine. It’s the only movie I actually get to watch after all 🙃

I’m still discovering different things about my own Design and how it interfaces with the world with the least resistance - nearly 10 years on.

Lots of trial and error - LOTS.

And with a 3rd line profile, that’s a forever thing.

Iteration is the only way forward.

That was one of my great takeaways from my mentor Mark Hoverson. Iteration de-escalates the concept of mistakes - in most cases anyway.

And “Oopsie” takes care of nearly all the rest.

But I digress 🤓

On Sunday, I was sitting out in our backyard at a somewhat raggedy, but serviceable, table under an umbrella - attempting to chip away at the finishing up of the 6 Weeks with HD Beginners (which is essentially turning into 12 weeks btw lol 😂🤷🏻‍♀️) …

I always loose steam on the deliverable when I attempt a big bite like this. Project creep is real and insidious - ‘just one more thing’ can turn what feels like a nice idea into agonizing plodding.

We’re not there yet with that project, though Sunday was a bit of a wash. I recognized my inability to focus and sought help.

Thanks to @NaimR’s availability on Monday to effectively do a co-working session with me (I lean on her defined ego and Left mind from time to time - seems to get things done ✔️). We smashed through a first draft and the skeleton of the content of 6 more modules. Hopefully that can be that. I just have to flesh it out now and wrap up the class with a couple of zooms. We shall see.

The other thing that happened on Sunday was - my dad, Abe, called to see if it would be a good afternoon to come visit.

It was.

The weather was beautiful, and there’s more than one chair at that table. ☺️

Dad lives about 4 miles away. We moved here (to Florida) because he was here and it was time to have the kids be near a grandparent (they were 1, 5 and 14 at the time). I also wanted the warm weather.

Near as I can tell without a firm birth time, he’s got a 5/1 Emo P with defined ego chart. He’ll be 85 this September.

Now here’s what bring me to this post.

My Channel of Talent and my Markets Internal environment.

What happened because of Dad’s visit had me daydreaming of a more public studio space with a little apartment at the back.

Something like what my tiny house studio is like now, only in a little touristy artsy town somewhere (there are a couple of possibilities not too far from here, but I think this is mostly a daydream - thanks Gate 41 and open head … I don’t really want a commercial space in my life)

Back to my Channel of Talent though - it’s gist is “mastery through practice supported across time by patronage of one kind or another”

And my Dad’s way of being reminded me on Sunday how staunch of a patron he’s been for me - forever.

And still what happened was an Unexpected surprise 😮

He always asks about what I’ve been up to - usually what he can wrap his brain around is the art.

I’ve really been essentially what I would call ‘art dormant’ for a few months - as I’ve mentioned other places, the holidays before and after the New Year can really derail my usual flow most years. This year seems to be especially so.

So I told him that.

But then I went on to say how much I really was still enjoying the cherry blossom ink painting I’d done in mid January (Sakura 1) and possibly even more so the prints.

I told him that one has gone to live in Austria and that same image was made into a giant wall sticker. But that I still had one and Inwoukd go get it so he could see it in person (he’d only seen it on a FB post).

So I brought the giclee print I’ve been enjoying myself and he said, “Oh! I’d like one like that”.

Me: well you can have this one

Dad: great, how much is it?

Me: I tell him a higher price than the one I sent to Austria, because it’s a larger size.

Dad: okay, I’m gonna have to check my finances and let’s see (emotional and ego definition remember?)

Dad: better put it away so it doesn’t get dirty (lol with that, I’m already clear he’s a yes, it’s how I know he operates)

He’s also always been one to support my ‘next craft thing’ - even though he has never really understood how it might translate into being able to live.

So I put it away. I really love it and I think I’ll get myself a bigger one next.

Monday comes, Naim and I get together on Zoom to put a dent in the structure of the content area for that course or whatever it oughta be called.

In the middle of that - Dad calls, “I’m going to come buy that print. Do you want cash or Zelle (bank transfer)?”

Surprise!

I say whatever is easier - but cash is always lovely 😊

He says “okay I’m going to the gym and will (defined ego - oh and Left Mind I believe) stop at an atm and come by after”

Alrighty.

Naim and I continue. And just as we’re about ready to wrap it up, here comes Dad. Cash in hand. Ready for his thing.

Which is the part that had me pining a little this morning.

Because that was so lovely ☺️

To have people be able to come into my studio and buy this and that - could be so so lovely.

Markets Internal, quite literally.

But probably not here, or at least not to the general public.

However, it also reignited in me clarity around selling prints.

I said as much to John after Dad had gone, “omg I love selling prints”😄

Yesterday (Monday), I sold 2 classes and a print - without any particular extra effort. And both without pre-anticipation of mine.

But I did have to be “doing me” in the world for that to be possible.

Painting when I’ve felt like painting (commissions are distinctly not for me), and creating class/workshop/content portals when the mood strikes.

That’s been my M.O. for quite awhile.

The offers/things for sale have to exist, or atleast be loosely conceptualized in order for people to want to give you money.

This exchange with Dad … it has me revisiting the possibilities for a subscription model (which Locals made me a convert of), for prints … I’ve had blips of clarity since bumping into Sarah from Launch Your Box via a FB ad …. But then they’ve slipped away again.

What I recognized this morning … is that maybe it’s really about patronage (Channel of Talent) and people who find value, get personal juice in the story of that.

Overdeliver in physical value too, of course, so it’s a no brainer.

But less commodity, more story - it’s generally the way to go for solo entrepreneurs in particular.

It’s how we differentiate ourselves.

People buy from people.

Still honing in on what my story is exactly, which business models suit me - refinement made possible today, thanks to Human Design.

Phew I’ve been writing this for about an hour. Dad called in the middle too.

And now John is inviting me out to go look for a sink for his newest doing project … he’s building himself a canning kitchen in his shipping container.

Here’s a picture (well, it’s actually a picture of Chachi, but that first 10 feet or so of this end of the container is getting transformed into a kitchen 🙃🤷🏻‍♀️

Better go get out of my pjs so I can roll with the Generator 🥰