Hmm. It would appear that I made probably 80% more net last year than I did the year before.
Das' pretty good. I mean, it's still a pretty paltry sum--particularly granted that I've been doing it for years and work weekends--but we've gone from "kissing the poverty line" to "I could live on this if I was in a studio apartment with no car and no cable and ate mac and cheese until I got scurvy."
'Course, I'm gonna be nailed to the cross on self-employment taxes now, but I'm mellow.
I'm sure I'm not making half of what I would if I worked a real job, but still, there is at least the appearance of making financial headway. And that makes me happy. It is possible to make a living as an artist! It just...takes awhile.
Edit: And having just engaged in all that backpatting about my success, I spend over a minute panicking that my graphics tablet is broken, only to eventually realize that I am trying to use the stylus on my sketchbook. *sigh* Art: It's All Some Of Us Are Good For.