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Things are going surprisingly well... I'm getting work as an artist which is like... just a huge confidence booster. It's been hardwired in my brain to doubt myself and my choices. Seeing the fruits of my labor helps remind me that I took a leap of faith and the net was there. All I can feel is gratitude. I want to grasp and hold on to this influx of opportunity, but I know that never works out. I'm riding the wave, trying to stay in the moment. I keep moving forward, but in my own way.
I know some of my family members think my head is in the clouds and I'm wasting my time. I'd love to prove them wrong, but that is ego. If I focus too much on proving them wrong, I'll rob myself of the joy I get from painting and sharing my artwork.
My ultimate goal is to be able to convey what's in my head through a paintbrush. I want to be fluent in visual.... language? I don't know what it is. Just know that there's a lot of cool stuff in my head but my skills are just so bare bones that it's stuck inside. I want to make real that imaginary world at the bottom of a pool I see in my head. Stuff like that.
I'm just glad that I'm not working some slave wage job where I hate every minute.
I know some of my family members think my head is in the clouds and I'm wasting my time. I'd love to prove them wrong, but that is ego. If I focus too much on proving them wrong, I'll rob myself of the joy I get from painting and sharing my artwork.
My ultimate goal is to be able to convey what's in my head through a paintbrush. I want to be fluent in visual.... language? I don't know what it is. Just know that there's a lot of cool stuff in my head but my skills are just so bare bones that it's stuck inside. I want to make real that imaginary world at the bottom of a pool I see in my head. Stuff like that.
I'm just glad that I'm not working some slave wage job where I hate every minute.