It's the 12.12. today... The picture below is already 4 years old. It should have been one of my christmas gifts for Flo, but instead I couldn't do anything but put it into his coffin.
Some work in progress, although... I guess I won't finish it.
It's always the same with me. I'm satisfied with my work and myself for some weeks, then the usual crisis strikes again.
What kind of artist do I want to be?
Should I change my style? Should I draw more realistic?
Then I get to the point when I realize that I can't, even if I wanted to.
Ten days till my "special anniversary". It's been 4 years since it happened. Life can't always be good or bad, it has its ups and downs. It's like a rollercoaster. Everyone makes mistakes. "No such thing as mistaken, just learning from what you're taking..." We should learn from them and keep on living our lives, forgiving ourselves.
But there is this one thing I will never forgive myself.