Little updates from a chaotic illustrator:
It's been a strange time, this one. I've been through an art block that lasted six months (god, SIX MONTHS) and I'm putting my life back together. It doesn't always go well. For a "yes day" there are always at least six "bad days", but I think the important thing is to make an effort to give my best. I never talk about myself, my problems, my anxieties, but today I will make an exception to the rule.
Obviously, I would like to live my life just creating art, I have many projects and some are in the works right now - and I seriously hope to be able to share them with you by this summer (respecting my calendar, at least)... but life doesn't it allows me to live only on art, which is what I studied for, both in the field of practice first and in that of theory afterwards, between archaeological and artistic assets. I'm exhaustingly looking for a "solid" job (as people would say who basically see art only as a hobby) and this condition is so stressful and... demotivating, yeah.
I'm really trying to keep going tooth and nail, not to give up and above all to clear my mind. Maybe wanting to be an artist will never reward me, or maybe it will. I'm not sure I want to ask myself similar questions right now. I just know that thanks to those who follow me I still have the desire to continue on my way.