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isolabellart@isolabellart.it.com
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I paint in oil. Inspired by time, silence, and light. Each work is unique and for sale in Bitcoin. โ†’ https://isolabellart.it.com Paintings notes: #isolabellart Art gallery: https://gallery.isolabellart.it.com
image An app that converts Bitcoin back to fiat isn't a revolution. It's a circle that ends where it started. Revolutionary would be paying for anything directly in Bitcoin, without touching a bank, without swiping a card. I've been selling my paintings in Bitcoin only for nearly three years. No compromises, no middlemen. No collector has ever complained. I don't know if I'm a revolutionary artist. I just know this is how I sell โ€” and I have no intention of changing.
image This flower, which blooms on a cactusโ€”the name of which I do not knowโ€”blooms for just one day a year and wilts by evening. Perhaps certain beauties exist precisely in this way: not to last, but to remind us that even a single moment is enough to feel alive. A year of silence, for a single day of glory.
Every time this time of year comes round, I think back to one of the purest joys one can experience in life. When the school year ended, Iโ€™d go and check my report cards; if Iโ€™d passed, Iโ€™d say goodbye to my teachers as if they were my best friends and to my classmates as if they were my brothers and sisters, with three monthsโ€™ holiday ahead of me and not a single bloody problem. A feeling Iโ€™ve never experienced since.
I don't consider myself an intelligent person. I consider myself an intuitive one โ€” someone who applies himself and works hard at everything he doesn't understand. Unlike what my teachers always said about me: "He's talented, but he doesn't apply himself." Maybe because I've only ever applied myself to what interested me. And that's probably one of the reasons I came back to painting so late in life โ€” because for too long I did what others wanted from me, not what I wanted for myself. And yet I keep repeating the same patterns. I keep doing a job I no longer enjoy, just to pay the bills, put food on the table, take the same two weeks off every year. Instead of dedicating myself entirely to art. What I lack isn't courage. It's permission. Permission to put myself first without feeling guilty toward those who depend on me. I don't know yet how to resolve it. But what I'm building with isolabellart โ€” selling my art for Bitcoin, stacking economic independence piece by piece โ€” isn't the same old pattern. It's a concrete attempt to create that permission for myself. It's slow. Probably too slow. But it's mine.
At the end of the day, I donโ€™t believe the world would be a better place if we were all artists or Bitcoiners. I believe it would be far better than it is now if there were more awareness, patience, love, respect, integrity, and wisdom. Thatโ€™s what truly matters. And thatโ€™s where, in my opinion, each of us has a part to play. GM
Itโ€™s funny when you know youโ€™re wasting your time scrolling through a feed that will never give you back the time youโ€™ve lost, yet you keep scrolling, thinking youโ€™re missing something important that isnโ€™t really important at all.
The Twitter brand is so strong that, even though itโ€™s changed its name, I still call it Twitter โ€“ and Iโ€™m not the only one. Just as the name Nostr is so ingrained in me that I donโ€™t call it Primal, Wisp, Amethyst or Yakihonne. As far as Iโ€™m concerned, Nostr is Nostr, period.
image The bitcoin price of my paintings hasn't changed. ๐ŸŽจ But if you're watching the exchange rate right now, buying one has rarely been this affordable in fiat terms. Those who live with bitcoin already know that the right moment to buy something beautiful is when the opportunity is there. โšก My paintings don't lose value with the market. ๐Ÿ’ช Choose your next painting here ๐Ÿ‘‡
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