You’re asked to illustrate extinct species and while you’re looking for reference and descriptions of the species you read that the reason they went extinct was because when spanish colonists got to the caribbean someone said: Look! Those sea lions would make great pants. And then you’re depressed for the rest of the day.
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Boring like an old gray box of I-don’t-know, like a broken record tired of it’s own track. Permanently in a mental state of it’s on the tip of my tongue. Incapable of even the simplest simile. Losing touch, losing contact with the art. Passed the event horizon and gone into the void, while you stare on from outside. Only the illusion remains for you to see.
Longing for new colors to paint with or new images to absorb, these four walls have become a trap that the imagination is too weak to leave.
Dull dramas drown desolate, dilapidated dreamscapes during Daniel’s dumb dilemma.
With no recourse but to bathe in the blood of young artists, to steal their energies, to be infused with their essence in some druid-like ritual that I’d then be capable of imagining on my own once it was completed.
Yesterday marked 25 years of people having to deal with my shit in one way or another. If you’re one of those people, I apologize, and I thank you and I love you for it because I don’t know what I would do without you being there for it. My family for believing in me, the few friends I subject to the torture of being around me, and all of you on the Internet® that have liked and shared and encouraged my art.
Bless you all right on your marvelous little faces.
I’m a professional adult this time around. I don’t know what that means yet, but I’ve actually been able to support myself with my work and It’s a truly magnificent and terrifying tightrope walk to pull off. Because of that every day is a thrill and a worry and a wonder of if I’ll get that next job to keep me afloat.
I guess that’s the new adventure. Done with university, I now wonder how I will continue to exist in the near future since anything beyond that is shady at best.