I am a reseller.
I’ve been reselling mostly video games since 2019, and oh boy… have the times changed. People simply don’t have money anymore. It shows in my sales — or more accurately, in the lack of them. Nothing moves. Nothing sells.
And because reselling pays for my groceries — literally, my food every month — this slowdown pushed me into a small crisis about my “reseller identity.”
Who am I if nothing sells?
A reseller with no sales is just a person staring at items and hoping they magically teleport out of the house.
So, obviously, I needed to find new income streams — without spending money. And while thinking about it, I remembered something:
I already have sellable goods at home.
Good ones.
Ones I made myself.
My art prints.
Until last year, I took care of multiple Airbnb apartments, and because there was zero budget for the interiors (classic), I ended up making my own art prints for the walls. They’re still hanging there today — those apartments are now long-term rented, and that tiny income still pays my entire rent. Thank you, past me.
I still have leftover prints at home.
And I adore them.
Like, I genuinely think they’re gorgeous.
They feel like little pieces of myself, neatly printed on thick watercolor paper, painted with artist-grade acrylics.
So today I finally listed two of them on Vinted.
And I got one like.
And you know what? I was ridiculously happy.
Because when someone presses “like” on something you made with your own hands, with your own vision… it feels completely different than any sale or any resell flip. It hits straight in the soul.
It’s the same feeling as when someone leaves a real comment on a blog post — that moment of connection, when someone has actually seen you.
So here it is:
My new side hustle is going to be trying to sell the 10 art prints I have at home.
Printed on high-quality watercolor paper.
Painted with artist-grade acrylics.
Loved by me.
Hopefully loved by someone else, too.
And after that?
I’ll take the blank canvases I have lying around and create new pieces in the same style — and try selling those too.
Will I succeed?
Will I make even one euro?
Honestly… I have no idea.
But hey — sometimes you just have to try.
Maybe it becomes a hit.
Maybe it doesn’t.
Times are rough, but at least I’m doing something.
And somehow, that feels good.