Getting To The Other Side.

The title of tonight’s abstract illustration is “Living Through My Emotional Breakdown”.

All of this came on slowly. I could feel my moods changing and I just didn’t feel like my life and interests were worth anything anymore. I was in this place where I lost my creativity and I was analyzing the worth of everything I do. The thought of creating art was making e feel crippled. Why bother? Who cares? Then a few days ago I became angry. I was angry at all the new garbage you have to eat just to be noticed in the art world. The constant posting and tracking views pulls away from the reason I do it in the first place. I am not sure who truly follows me. Is all of this just imaginary? I need to just create because I feel like it not because I need to post. To feed the algorithm.