Confessions of A Social Media artist

I’ll be honest. Social media norms and branding and all that stuff is a headache to me. Ever since taking this independent artist career more seriously, the things I genuinely enjoyed doing (making music, filming and editing videos, making meme videos for laughs) have suddenly become something I stress out about — and I hate that.

I don’t want the things I love doing to be poisoned by what the world says I “should” do. I wanna be myself, be serious, be goofy, be creative as I am, and let people like you know that it’s okay to not have aesthetically pleasing, consistently themed social media feeds, or always have to be sharing just your best foot forward or your “perfect” output online.

One, people don’t care as much we think anyway. Two, it’s okay to keep evolving and it’s a joy to witness the journey. Three, you shouldn’t have to set yourself up for hurt by letting people “follow” or “like” you for just the facade you fabricate for yourself. It’s great to be celebrated by others for being you—flawed and all—because that’s what connects us. That’s the whole premise of how we experience God’s unmerited grace.

Don’t get me wrong. There’s wisdom to all the marketing stuff from a business perspective, but you can’t adhere to those standards blindly, especially if you are your own “brand”.

If being yourself and not being pressured to perform and be “perfect” comes naturally to you, trust me, that’s a huge blessing. God bless you. For some of us, this uptightness is so deeply ingrained that it takes a lot to be set free from it.

So if you’re here for more than just my content, but actually support me as a human, especially as a sister in Christ, wow. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. We artists are so vulnerable, so thank you for caring for us. I only need God ultimately, yes, but His love through you makes this side of eternity so much more bearable and wonderful. 💛

This post was taken from Darla Baltazar’s Instagram post from July 29, 2021.


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