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Painting for the rich?
A lot of things happened. During those turbulent times, I totally forgot that some DeviantArt even existed, and migrated towards Instagram where I can post freely all the behind-the-scenes of my major creations. Yet I struggle - a lot. You know, I have always regarded the social media as something to hone one's ego, I even haven't visited my personal FB account for almost a year. And although I can say whatever I want, I am kind of disappointed. I guess that seeing likes and comments does something to me then, like a rewarding concept in psychology. I also totally missed this AI controversy, and now I'm living in a constant fear that my hard work might be stolen anytime without me seeing a dime for my efforts. I even got a few comments suggesting that I should sell my artwork as some NFTs... I have no freaking idea what these people are talking about, but I don't want to end up feeding some artificial intelligence monster. In this fast-paced world, I'm starting to feel like a lonely
The Revenge of the Fish
Long time no see.
Well, it clearly has been a long time since I have written the last journal entry (which nobody reads, really). I have little to no time (or I have been lazy as fuck, dear reader) to write almost anything. There has not been any progress with my novel since last year; and although I have finished a big canvas which I worked on for two years (I won't add it here since it's heavily inspired by Dusk river by daRoz and I have no permission from the artist whatsoever), I mostly just practice on still life from time to time.
Since my camera literally crashed last November, I barely take photos (and cell camera is pure shit), so
Vivat la procrastination!
My supervisor finally returned from Villahermosa, Mexico, where he and my post-grad colleague went to inject some gar embryos (gar is a
fish, rather basal one compared to e.g. carp, and its embryonic development is pretty amazing - that's what my thesis is basically about, anyway).
(my supervisor is on the left)
And suddenly, I have to edit first three chapters of my thesis to present them to him for adjustments. But I'm too lazy to even open the doc file. So I do a lot of other things instead. Yeah, I need to do something with my procrastination level, seriously, guys. I've got a hell of a problem with procrastination in particular, but
Painting as a therapy
Maybe you've heard about the art therapy. It is said that it helps a bit -
Well, actually, it helps me a lot. Not that I would enrol in art therapy courses - none of that. But the last two semesters, I was going to my former high school teacher on almost regular basis, and was drawing and painting there. I realized that it helped to ease my tension et cetera.
I should be painting more in the summer; and I hope it will help me to not shatter into tiny pieces under the pressure school gives me...
And maybe I will post my sketches here. One day...
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I have always wanted to visit there if I had the chance. So surreal being in a place of history.