She was my first boss.

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I was in college and a friend told me that her mom was looking for an artist to illustrate a few materials. That’s how it started. Her office became my home away from home. These were the lessons I learned when I worked for her for 3 years:

  1. Just because you are an artist doesn’t mean you should have an “attitude”. A lot of people blame mood swings, slacking, passing substandard work and dressing up like you haven’t taken a bath for ages, just because a person is an “artist”. You are a person, look like one, act like one. This is how I learned to develop a work ethic. While I know creativity can’t be forced, you can always find a way to create things. Also being an artist doesn’t mean I have to dress up like one – that’s why I never did dress up or act like one. I had to look professional, whatever the reason. 🙂
  2. Hone your craft, follow your dreams and the money will come. This was the most difficult lesson of all. Even as I honed my craft, the money came slowly. I tried to be good at everything I could think of doing in the hopes that I’d “earn a lot”.  I realized later on that the way I think also influenced this. If I wanted to “earn like an executive” I had to be one, that is, start managing people.
  3. Don’t under value yourself. If feel you’re not worth much, it will show and people will treat you accordingly. Yes, another lesson I keep trying to remind myself.
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