Anticapitalista movement

Let’s start a thing. I think you deserve more.

The idea that you are doing something wrong for not making money constantly with the things you enjoy is painful. You are successful being happy with creativity. I champion you.

Come join me on my new day at a new time.

My show, Lime out with El Pintor, is set to go live on Amp on 7/1 at 07:30 PM EDT. Follow me to listen!
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Tonight at 7:30 pm, join me.

My show, Come paint with me, is set to go live on Amp on 6/25 at 07:30 PM EDT. Follow me to listen!
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Painter’s Radio

The theme for tonight’s show is Latin Jazz and The Blues.

Link to the show. Painter’s Radio

The show Producers. Mochi and Tom

My links

Witch queen

So I’ve been thinking of how to finish this one for around a month. She is a bunch of thoughts and plans baked into a pie. I feel like I nailed it, what do you think?

She is this madness, and it’s lovely. She is not done but she is moving in that direction.

Addressing anxiety

It’s so easy to reach a goal when you can’t see anything else but the downfall comes what to do next. Not huge goals but little ones.

Impossible tings

I have found myself living inside of my head, more so.

I made a list of things I would love to do but saw at some point maybe even now improbable.

1. Paint a 100ft mural in South America.

2. Make my own designer plastic toys.

3. Become a full time painter.

4. Build a greenhouse when we get a house.

5. Only speak Portuguese for a year.

6. Only eat fresh farmer’s market foods everyday.

7. Make art on the moon.

8. Retire my family all at once, together off my art.

9. Make all my own animation for my videos and make money from it.

These are not all impossible, most aren’t even hard to start doing. I guess there is a fear of failure and a fear of how expensive that failure would be. So I dream out loud and circle them on my calendars and planners.

I think I can do some of them this year. Mostly the Moon one. 🥰🫀

We are only stopped by our mind’s limits. I want to think it’s all a lucid dream. The ocean is my metronome.