Sunday, 2 June 2019

Rheumatoid Arthritis: Working and Earning with a Chronic Illness

It is AGES since I last wrote a blog post, I know... Life has kind of got in the way. Over the years of blogging, I find that I write a lot when things are difficult, and not so much when they're cruisey, but then when they get REALLY difficult, I stop again...

Suffice to say, life has been very difficult, stressful, and emotionally draining for the last six months, hence the radio silence. 


I decided though, to have another go at building blogging back into the schedule. I'm not going to be so rash as to make promises, but I will try and blog once a week. In theory, that feels doable. In reality, it might not happen, but I will try.

Kicking off, I want to write about working. Working when you're sick. Going back to when things changed for me is something I wrote a few years back in this post. I was medically retired in 2013 from the marketing position I held at the time, and due to the severity of my disease since then, have not been able to consider outside employment since.

So, what to do?


I spent a great deal of my working life layering concurrent jobs. As is the case for many women, my working life was interrupted by having children, and often tailored to being able to support a working partner. I haven't had a career, per se. I quit uni early during my second marriage as it was financially necessary that I work. My singing teacher at the time was furious. However, I was already singing professionally by then, and performing was my aim in doing a Bachelor of Music in the first place, so not achieving the academic qualifications didn't bother me too much at the time. It did, however, impede me further down the track in terms of other options. So, I did a visual arts degree in the end. By the end of secondary school, I'd wanted to pursue both music and visual art - which didn't happen, largely due to too many people pushing me to just focus on music. In the wake of the break down of that second marriage, I decided it was my time to do what I wanted to do. I distinctly recall an accountant friend suggesting that achieving being added to the core chorus of the local opera company and commencing a visual arts degree were perhaps not the most sensible choices when I had two children to support on my own. But at the time, I also recall feeling that the things I'd wanted to do had so often been sidelined by other people making decisions for me, and I'd had enough of that. 

I got the degree, and followed it up with an academic masters in art history and curatorial studies. Most frustratingly, I never managed to land a full time job in my field - it's intensely competitive, as there are too many courses turning out wannabee curators for far too few institutions in this country. So I continued to lurch from contract job to contract job in sort of related areas, building up a CV that is anything but orthodox, because it was always a matter of taking what presented itself, because there were always bills to pay, and I didn't have the luxury funds to enable me to hold out for the perfect job. 

Cue 2013 and the RA going berserk, and suddenly I had a massive road block to any full time employment.

Ironically, RA and being medically retired has gifted me something I lacked - time. Not being able to work full time, while frustrating on all kinds of levels, and financially difficult - particularly at the present time, has gifted me with time. Time to put into writing - which I've done alongside other things since 2004. And more recently, my art practice, which was always the first thing to get dropped in the face of work priorities. 

My master's thesis supervisor was responsible for me getting into writing professionally when she handballed me an exhibition review for a craft journal. That lead to more writing within the arts, which I loved. Sadly, with the GFC and general downward trend of funding in the arts, that work has all but disappeared, and I miss it. However, I was lucky enough to discover, via a social media ad, an Australian ghost writing company that was seeking more writers, and I've been doing contract work for them for many years now. It varies in type, quantity and subject matter quite a bit, but the bulk of it, over the years, has been blog posts for business websites. So that's been there in the background in various amounts for about ten years now. 

I'd tinkered with different art activities. When my father died, and I received a small inheritance from his estate, I made the decision to invest in myself, and spent a year as part of a ceramics collective. I loved that. I had access studio space, equipment, and people. It was a happy and productive period. I got gallery representation and sold lots of work through that gallery, and did some commission pieces as well as selling privately. Then the money ran out. I did a business plan back in art school, costing out setting up my own studio so I could work independently - the numbers worked. But, the initial funding was something I've never been able to amass. 


I'd not done much with my drawing, painting and mixed media work for some years, but it's something I CAN do from home, unlike ceramics. I joined Instagram after being hassled by artist friends online who told me that, as an artist, I SHOULD be on Insta. Within a couple of weeks those same people were hassling me about the #100DayProject - a creative project hosted on Instagram where participants commit to a daily practice of something creative or 100 days. I didn't have much money and I didn't want to over-face myself, so I decided to do pencil drawings each day. It was a turning point with my art, getting back to that daily practice, and I ended up selling a few pieces from that.




Last year, Dragon Dad gave me watercolours. I eyed them with some fear for a month - they're a medium I've avoided most of my creative life, because they're HARD! Then the photo group I was in - I've written about that HERE - had its colour month, where each day's prompt was a colour, so I decided to bite the bullet and paint the prompts. I figured that if all I had to really focus on each day was the colour, I should be able to manage  the paint. Well, famous last words. It was a hell of a month. Every day I was painting, finding subject matter that would fit the colour, then painting. Then the unexpected happened... I started, about ten days in, to get messages asking if I was selling the paintings. So I sold one, then another, and by the end of that  month, I'd sold more than half of them. Not only that, I started getting asked if I could paint specific things - commissioned pieces. And then, messages started coming in asking if I could draw things as well, and suddenly, every day I was working on something, and have been since. I've revamped my Facebook page, which you can find HERE, and should there be something there you like, or something you'd like to commission, you can contact me via the messenger function there and we can discuss your options.



Another thing that happened, that was quite unexpected, was the flurry of requests for portraits of people's pets. I'd done a few drawings of our two Siamese cats during last year's #100DayProject, and one watercolour of the little one, and a number of those sold. Then the breeder of our Siamese requested a graphite drawing of her old Siamese boy as he's getting on and she doesn't know how much longer she'll have him. Following that, the requests flooded in - sometimes for animals people still have, but often in memoriam, after they've lost them. When I finish this post, I need to get back to the one I'm currently working on - a graphite drawing of a standard poodle, who is very much alive!
 



It's unpredictable, as far as earnings go, being a writer and an artist. That's always been the case. The trick is in layering the activity, and working out how to value add to the practice. Lack of funds - Dragon Dad is actively job seeking at present, and has been doing so for some months now, after a number of his activities didn't work out as planned, so our finances are extremely precarious right now - means I need to maintain an art practice with small overheads. I can't spend lots on materials, so as much as I'm starting to itch for canvas and acrylics again for big paintings, I can't go there yet. So it's all works on paper, and nothing huge. Mostly graphite, coloured pencils, watercolour and some gouache, with a bit of collage thrown in for good measure. But that gave me the idea for this year's #100DayProject on Instagram - to go bigger (A3) and focus on pattern making so that as well as building up a collection of, potential, saleable semi abstract mixed media pieces, they could be used to create another layer of activity - an online shop with merchandise with my work on it - tote bags, small zippered pouches, throw cushions, art prints, and much more. To that end, I joined Society6, a platform for artists and designers, and opened my first online shop. I was chugging along with the #100DayProject when I fell and broke my arm, which put the bigger, mixed media work out of reach - I'm just out of the brace, but my elbow joint is jammed, and I'm still unable to use it fully. So I got some more work up in the shop, but I'll have to wait until I have two fully functioning arms to get back to it. The way to make a site like that work is to have quantity - quantities of different artwork, so it can appeal across a broad range of potential customers, and quantities of sales, as the percentage I earn from each sale is small, but lots of them add up.... The shop is still up and running, and you can view it HERE. I've seen some of the merchandise now, and it's good quality, and the purchase and delivery system, which is all managed by the site, is straightforward and works well.



So, for others out there who are facing loss of regular employment due to your disease, it may not be the end of the world. There may be ways you can turn things you like to do into a business that you can do from home, in your pyjamas on a bad day. Or, you may have something you've always wanted to try, and can take some short courses to dip your toes in and see if you like it that could, in turn, be something you can monetise. It DOES still require effort, but it's definitely not the same as having to show up in an office for a 9am start day after day, and then last all day each day - which is something I can no longer do.

4 comments:

  1. absolutely gorgeous stuff! And thank you for writing again. I've missed you.

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    1. Thank you so much, Lene!! I miss the blogging, but I really hit a major roadblock when things get too overloaded - as they are at present, an have been for ages. I will try to do better!

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  2. I love the ceramics. I mean the purses look cool, but well, I will admire them form afar. We in Indiana have standards (sometimes, but more important, I am afraid of Sheryl.

    Welcome back to blogging my friend.

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    1. Thanks heaps, Rick!! I love the ceramics too - and am itching for clay again, but it's just not possible right now. I'll have to stick with the drawing and painting for now.
      Sheryl might like a tote bag, or a little zip bag. A friend bought one of the latter to have in her bag with her meds in it...works a treat!

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