THE ARTIST’S WIFE

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September 28th, 2025 (Debut Entry)

Day 1,602 of being an artist’s wife, and I’ve decided to start a blog. The word “blog” sounds nauseating, so why don’t we call this…actually, I don’t know what to call this yet. I’m being completely transparent as you can see. By the way, whoever “you” are reading this, I hope I’m able to clearly translate the reality of being married to an artist for you.

In case you skipped the other pages of this website, hi, my name is Kren and I’m an art curator. If you don’t know what that is, I’d rather tell you to google it than to explain it here (respectfully). I’ve been curating since 2015. I met my husband, Genesis The Greykid, in 2019. We tied the knot in 2021.

Sooo, why start this writing thing? I had an epiphany: My perspective is a very unique one- it involves partnership, entrepreneurship, and a panoramic view of the art world. True backstage access. People usually make assumptions about the artist’s lifestyle after their dead. I’d rather not wait for that or for someone else to attempt to tell our story. This is our life, told my way, in real time.

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November 3rd, 2025

Day 1,637 of being an artist’s wife. We gained another hour yesterday. Funny how we just give ourselves more time. It is a nice surprise every year though. A little breather as the year prepares to end. I definitely needed it. I was beginning to feel the Fall Fatigue. Not sure if it’s a thing but it feels legit, especially as an entrepreneur. We work around the clock with no set schedule for months, then we look up and the leaves are changing. The wind has a crispness to it and the numbers start to move faster on our mental shot clock. Some people feel pressure, some feel relief.

This year I’ve experienced both along with a nice side of loneliness. Although I have an amazing board and great people in my corner, there are moments when I feel like I’m doing this all by myself. The grind gets hard and it seems like I’m the only one who sees the vision.

I mean duh, that’s why it’s MY calling right?

Sugar (my man) says this just comes with the territory. He’s ran his own business for over 10 years now, guess it’s safe to say he would know.

My museum, Culture & Co., experienced a lot of growth this year which is exciting and tiring. I’ve learned to allow myself to sit with both. Building a museum from scratch ain’t nothing sweet; it’ll take time to get this recipe right. As a recovering perfectionist, I’m still learning patience in the process. Being an entrepreneur means to learn as you go letting the mistakes and lessons pave the way. Between my experiences and our peers, I’ve been able to pick up so much.

Lingo

Etiquette

Systems

Pivoting

Collecting No’s

Reading People

Financial Literacy

They don’t teach this stuff in schools. You have to be in the room.

Fall- the season when I feel the most present. Maybe it’s the fatigue, or my birthday, or the constant change in nature. Either way, I’m taking it all in, a day at a time.

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December 11th, 2025

Day 1,675 of being an artist’s wife.

When we first started dating, I’d joke with Genesis and say “paint me like one of your French girls” with a dramatic pose. Let’s let it be known: there are no French girls- it’s only That Girl, i.e. yours truly💁🏾‍♀️

Some may assume that as a creative couple we’re fluid with our marriage. Nah. Truth is, we take our union very seriously and stay faithful to each other. This may seem like a conservative or even dated form of a relationship in today’s society, but we’re perfectly fine with that. It’s such a gift to be connected with your person, we don’t take it lightly. Our bond is on its own level.

I prayed for this man for 2 years and then BOOM! God blessed us to find each other❤️ Turns out he had been praying for me too. You know what’s funny, I could feel our paths about to cross before we even met. When we did meet, there was something about his spirit- it was familiar and in a way missed. I couldn’t wait to be with him again. Here we are, almost 7 years later and I still can’t get enough.

Now, my husband likes to be outside, and has many people that know him. Of course we’ve had invitations to “share” and he’s had his “you’re a boss so what’s another woman” conversations, but we never pursue. We’re never interested. We’re selfish lovers. What happens in the boom-boom room stays in the boom-boom room and there’s only room for two.

Fun Fact: we were celibate for about a year before marriage. Yea, we’re tapped in.

Don’t get me wrong, we don’t mind being told we’re beautiful, we love it and compliment other people all the time. This is just a reminder that my man is my man and I am his wife. I’m not always the subject of his paintings, but when it comes to the love/muse of his life- yeah, that’s me.

For anyone looking for love, I encourage you to pray for your person and work on yourself until they get there. It worked for us🫶🏾