|Prison? What prison?|
This is where I live, my home.
They're not evil beings: they're my friends.
Art and Depressionhttps://georgepratt.wordpress.com/2011/01/17/art-and-depression/Art and Depression by Ahkward
To all my friends who struggle with their art, their lives, or well, anything, please read this. One of my teachers from Ringling College of Art and Design wrote this and it really is nice to see a seasoned professional talk about things we all experience and understand.
If you can't get the link open, here is the blog text. This is written by George Pratt, not myself.
I have a student in my illustration class that had a rough day recently. In class it was obvious that he was having a hard time coping with something. It was also obvious that it wasn’t something totally to do with the class. This guy is really good, a serious student, excited about art and what the world has to offer, so it was surprising to see him in this state. After speaking with him for just a few minutes I could see his eyes getting wet and he got quieter. But he’d given me enough to go on. He
So, you know, since the day when a Portal opened under my feet and crashed me on this strange planet I had to integrate with the local population. My first choice was for the cats, but, unfortunately, my body wasn't cat-likely enough, so I had to become a human. As a human, my objective is to become a professional illustrator.|
Trust me, someday somebody will take me back home... but for now, I'm just your favourite intruder