Soul-eating goodness

(edited to move the pictures up to the top and the account of my misadventures in business license-acquiring down)

Good news! I picked up prints today of some of my older pieces, and they are very pretty! The printing place does really nice work.
Going to post small scans here because I'm so excited. They're not as nice as the prints themselves, but what can ya do?


























Haven't been able to work on my fairy drawings in a few days, which is sad because I got inspired by the weekly prompt over on Illustration Friday (this week's prompt is "early"). The last two days have eaten my soul.

To get a business license in this city, I need to include with my application proof that I have registered my business with the state. I have already registered with the state, so no problem, right?

Wrong.

If you don't think you'll make above a certain amount of money (I think the likelihood of my success is pretty slim, so I'm in this category), you don't actually need a state license, you just need to register with the state that you're exempt. However, the state doesn't issue verifications of exemption, apparently, and there is nowhere on the secretary of state's site that I can find to print this out. I spent 15 minutes holding with a city receptionist to verify that not only do I need some sort of proof that the state says I'm exempt from registration (which is itself a type of registration...), the city cannot tell me how to get it. So after waiting half an hour (those who know me will suspect exaggeration here, but actually I'm playing it safe; it was half an hour of waiting after I decided to start timing it like 10 or so minutes in) on hold, a state employee was able to tell me that 1) The state does not issue proof of exemption, no matter how required it is by the city, 2) The state website should totally have a button there that allows me to print my exemption status (she was not able to tell me where this magical button is), 3) I should not be angry at her for calling me "ma'am," despite me asking her twice to stop that because (despite all the silly chatter about fairies I do on this blog), I in fact am a dude, and 4) I should not be upset with her because it's completely unreasonable of me to expect that she can assist me with state business license-related problems (I had called the state's business license-related number).

Depressing true government stereotypes are depressing.

A long day

Spent most of the day wrestling with a permit for a city business license. Unlike the state license (well, exemption from a license, since I don't think I'll make enough money to qualify for a license), which took five minutes to do online, the city license requires a crazy number of forms. These are as follows:
1. A notarized form filed with the County office declaring my business name (Frostsprite Designs, as you will surely be surprised to learn)
2. A form saying that I do not need to have worker's compensation insurance (and wouldn't it just be a lot less effort to not have that form required at all if you don't need worker's comp)
3. A form saying that, yes, I'm pretty sure my apartment qualifies as the sort of place you can run a home business from
4. Another form with my name, business intentions, etc., which is what I naively thought, before I fell into this scorpion pit, would be the only sort of form required.
5. A form with a drawing of the layout of my apartment, indicating areas where I do business stuff, with the parcel number of the dwelling at the bottom. The man at the surveyor's office sounded vaguely annoyed and suspicious when I called to find out what the number was, and indicated that he found it unusual for people to need this for an apartment building. Worrisome? Perhaps.
6. Proof of my state business license, which is troublesome because they gave me a number but not a form. Still have not heard back from the city's office on what I'm supposed to do with that.

But on to more exciting things (I know, what can be more exciting than bureaucracy, am I right?)! I'd already decided to learn to make cards and magnets from my older prints, but today, after listening to me moan for awhile about the veritable gauntlet city business licenses present, the office supply store not carrying any of the papers I wanted to try (or a heavy enough paper cutter, or magnet strips, or anything I wanted except a stapler...), and my uncertainty about selling any of my art, my friend suggested that I draw pin-up fairies (he is a fan of both pin-ups and fairies, and a HUGE fan of pin-ups that are fairies) and put them on magnets.

Well. It's better than even the best idea I had today (which was to lie down and not stand up again, no, not even if the cat comes and stands on me and squeaks for dinner--yes, it was that kind of day), but starting has been harder than I expected. Finally I asked another friend what sort of fairy I should draw and was told, "A frost sprite!"

She is extremely cheeky.

So, now I'm looking at photo references of frost for ideas. We'll see how this goes.