This is in my Economics textbook
This is fucked up
if you couldn’t SEE how fucked up this is, let me put this into even more perspective for you.
a male with no high school education still makes more than a female with 9th-12th grade education (no diploma).
a male who is a high school graduate still makes more than a female with an associate’s degree.
a male with a bachelor’s degree only makes about ~$2000 less than a female with a fucking doctorate’s degree.
tell me again why feminism isn’t important.
I am personally offended to the highest degree
'You want me to pay you for a painting I commission from you?!? But we're friends!' *awkward silence*
Yes, I want to get paid for the work I do.
A lot of work and research goes into a painting; not to mention the cost of the materials used.
And when I charge you 600 Euro for a big painting I worked 21 8hr days on (that’s almost an entire month in office hours), that means I earn about 3,36 Euro an hour on that painting, after taxes are paid, and not even taking into account the cost of materials used. That is less than half of minimum wage in this country.
I am not complaining about the money I (usually don’t) make, because art is a labour of love for me, above all other things and I know there is not much to be made money wise, but I have had acquaintances who reacted very poorly when I mentioned I would not create my art for them for free.
It made me feel unbelievably guilty to disappoint them (‘but we’ve known each other for such a long time, I can’t believe you wouldn’t do this for me!’) but I would and will not work for free.
If you like my work so much that you want it hanging on your wall, you compensate me for the hours I put in and the creativity that made the painting happen. Nothing more, nothing less.
When I answered one of my then friends with: ‘If your employer tells you you will not be paid for your work for the coming four weeks, how would you respond? would you go to work?’
Their response: ‘That’s completely different, I have a job!’
Suffice to say I don’t see those people anymore…
When I sell my work to my friends or family, I usually already quote them a (much) lower price because they’re my friends & family. Not very businesslike, I know, but hey, what can you do; they’re my friends/family and I’m a big softie at heart
Sunday afternoon creative. Pen drawing on my arm. From a Pazyryk chieftain tattoo.