Friday, June 11, 2010

My Cafe Press Store


Ever travel somewhere, like the Colosseum, and try to find a cool looking t-shirt? So you scour through the stacks of shirts at the gift shop (hoping that they're hiding the good ones) while a woman yells at you in Italian for no real reason (she's lazy and thinks you'll make a mess, even though your not). So then you leave her with a rude gesture and one of those Italian remarks your nana always made when she was angry, and head off to the street vendor's tent to find a cool shirt there. But all of their t-shirts have cheesy gladiator cartoons on them. How very disappointing. If only there was a way to get that cool shirt that seems to be non-existent. Well, now...there is a way! And after I opened my shop, I realized that there were already about 17,000 other ways. But mine is better. Trust me. Now, to figure out how to get mine to show up in keyword searches. The instructions were helpful, until I realized they had no effect. It's a process, I guess. Like everything else in the world. http://www.cafepress.com/KellerNiemanDesigns

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Vacations are rough!

Think work is stressful? Try vacation. As a free-time only artist, any time I have that I'm not at work or sleeping is dedicated to trying to catch up on all of my art endeavors. Now, along comes a vacation...a chance to catch up, and get some art done...a chance like that doesn't come along very often. I have so much work planned for my time off, that any setback is infuriating. My computer keeps overheating, eating seems to be a time-wasting hassle, but hunger pangs become debilitating. My brain is working overtime and feels like it's going to explode. My back is aching from sitting in the same spot all day. Before my husband left for work, he challenged me to do no work, and just enjoy my day off. lol Not a chance. While it sounds like a good thing, at the of the day I would regret wasting all that time. So here I am, at the end of the day, still having nothing completed, but having done a lot. I feel like I got run over by a truck, but I guess I'm ok with that.