So, yesterday I turned my drawing table back into a regular flat desk.
With all the fun health stuff I've dealt with over the last few month, I think it's time to sit back and look at the direction that my artstuff is going. I readily admit that there hasn't ever been much of a following for the art I've done over the years. I've tried a bunch of different things and nothing has ever stuck. I've tried to publicize what I do, but that never seems to get anything going. The Patreon I had going for Foxtails, Inc. was a certifiable flop (but then, I really couldn't expect anything else, knowing my track record.) I had a whole one patron, and I'm glad there was at least one person that was willing to show some support, but the cost outweighed the benefit. I've tried to get general thoughts from the world, even friends, and I've never really gotten any criticism, constructive or otherwise. Oh, people will give generic thoughts on a specific piece, but never too much that has any meat to it. Most times it feels like I'm creating in a vacuum. I just don't know.
I wonder if I just don't have the drive to do this kind of stuff any more. I hear friends and acquaintances saying the same thing, so you just have to wonder. I guess when you put yourself out there, you're looking for SOME kind of validation, so it's hard when there isn't much that comes back.
Now that I have the aftermath of all the medical stuff, and more specifically, the bills, I really don't know where anything in life is going.
I love art and drawing, but, for me, is it worth it anymore? Heck, even my design work seems to be going that direction. I dunno. Reflection time?