One Year...
So the anniversary I have so not wanted to see has arrived. One year ago today I was laid off from Kuhlman's. John shut the shop down because we had been loosing business for a while and he just gave up. Not that I'm sad to not be working for him, he was one of the most unpleasant persons I've ever worked for. Well before he said he was closing the shop, I was already looking for a new job.
Now, a year later I'm still unemployed. I never-ever thought or suspected I'd reach this point. I had thought I'd find something by now. I've looked for work daily and the process has just been surreal. 98% of my job apps or inquires go unanswered and those that are answered have all been a resounding "thank you but no thank you."
I also started working in earnest on my art-especially my comic book/ illustration abilities and now have four books behind me with a fifth in progress. This has kept me from going more crazy than I already am (LOL) and while I've not made any signification money at it (yet), I've enjoyed it. I would be in a truly dark place if I didn't have these projects.
I hope a paying job will come out of all of my art pursuits at some point. Though it has been sobering to realize that after having attend a number of comic book cons as a vendor, I've not had an serious bits for a real job. I have had a lot a "Wow, this is some great work!" type comments and those comments have been very helpful.
I've also made some new friendships that mean a great deal to me and I have learned just how much my husband loves me. I couldn't have faced this as well as I have if were not for his constant support and love. He has been far too good to me.
In all, this time has been one of the most...humbling experiences of my life.
Now, a year later I'm still unemployed. I never-ever thought or suspected I'd reach this point. I had thought I'd find something by now. I've looked for work daily and the process has just been surreal. 98% of my job apps or inquires go unanswered and those that are answered have all been a resounding "thank you but no thank you."
I also started working in earnest on my art-especially my comic book/ illustration abilities and now have four books behind me with a fifth in progress. This has kept me from going more crazy than I already am (LOL) and while I've not made any signification money at it (yet), I've enjoyed it. I would be in a truly dark place if I didn't have these projects.
I hope a paying job will come out of all of my art pursuits at some point. Though it has been sobering to realize that after having attend a number of comic book cons as a vendor, I've not had an serious bits for a real job. I have had a lot a "Wow, this is some great work!" type comments and those comments have been very helpful.
I've also made some new friendships that mean a great deal to me and I have learned just how much my husband loves me. I couldn't have faced this as well as I have if were not for his constant support and love. He has been far too good to me.
In all, this time has been one of the most...humbling experiences of my life.