TYED ART, INC - HISTORY I

An introduction:

I’ve decided that’s it is very important, as an aspiring entrepreneur, to keep a regular record of my thoughts, fears, epiphanies, struggles, triumphs, and aspirations. From the mundane days when nothing really seems to happen at all, to the monumental lunges forward, I'm hoping my entries prove at least interesting. My entries will likely be less focused on my social and familiar experiences, and more so on my strategies, methods and trials in moving Tyed Art, Inc. forward.

The Beginning:

For about 6 or 7 years now, I’ve been trudging along the gradual upward path towards ownership of a successful business. By ownership, I don’t mean a simple purchase of a turnkey or out-of-the-box operation, but actually conceiving, initiating, nurturing and fortifying my very own homegrown company.

As a kid, long before the Internet, I remember fantasizing about becoming a famous artist and selling my artwork in some way, shape or form. I never aspired to being an actual “business owner”, per se. Just the sound of that was too intimidating. As a kid, owning my OWN business, at least the way I imagined it, always just seemed so time-consuming, cumbersome, overwhelming, and unrealistic. As an adult however, my perspective has changed. Now I happen to know how time-consuming, cumbersome, overwhelming…yet genuinely realistic it actually is.

Technically and simply stated, a business is really just an income-producing entity that has an owner (or owners) and customer(s). Economically speaking, it’s a contributor to the on-going balance of supply and demand.

I’ve been drawing all my life. I never really set out to consciously make any money at it until after I had graduated form High School. Until then, it was only a gratifying and crowd-drawing hobby that earned me a lot of compliments. Flattering, but rather un-profitable. I graduated in 1998 with my Associates of Applied Science Degree in Computer-Aided Drafting and Design, and merged onto the working middle-class super highway. I’ve been searching for my exit’s off-ramp ever since.