Day 1026 of 365 Again.
Really wanted to take a cool shot today since I "phoned it in" yesterday, but really, I just didn’t have anything in mind, so it was back to defaulting to mean looking shots in the studio.
I kind of like this one. Note how I am titled in panel to denote my sinister nature. I’m nothing if not built in the Mighty Marvel Style! (No-Prizes to be given to anyone who actually gets that reference.
I don’t know where the days go. It’s almost 3am as I post this. I really should go to bed. But I just had so much that I needed to get done today. Can someone please become my patron of the arts. I was saying at work today that I get so tired working a full day and then spending my entire nights with my other two jobs (photography and my comic strip). This of course prompted the question, "why don’t you just quit one of your side projects?" Well duh… this is the stuff I actually live for. I only work so I can afford to do this shit and maybe eat every once in a while. If my life was simply "being a full-time web designer" I would most certainly be dead by the end of the week. Seriously, there is no doubt in my mind that I would kill myself. The only question is how many people would I take out with me.
I think maybe I mentioned before. I may not necessarily be the most stable person on the planet.
So for all of you who wonder why I do the things I do. Why do I stay up late working on this stuff? Why can’t I quit smoking? Why am I obsessed with someday fucking RIhanna? Why do I risk my life wrestling once a month so people twice my size can drop me on my head? Why?
I do these things for you.
I do them for your protection. I do them because they give my life purpose. They may not make me sane, but they give me something to do so that I’m distracted enough that I’m not tinkering in the basement on building some sort of thermonuclear device that I could graft into a boobytrapped rig wired directly to my heart.
Because of my sacrifice, you people can sleep soundly tonight.
Well thank goodness for that!
I’ve been lurking around your photostream for months, and I just thought I’d throw this out there: what about just quitting your day job? Maybe with more time to work on your side business, you could bring in more dough from them. It’s a big risk, but something tells me you’re not a novice to risk-taking.
lrayholly: for what? me not killing everyone?
Caitlinator: thanks, don’t think I don’t consider it sometimes. But sadly, it’s not a financially viable option right now. I honestly do think I’m good. I honestly do enjoy it. But being an artist, even an artist who takes portrait and wedding gigs on the side, isn’t exactly the most financially rewarding occupation in the world, and I have a LOT of debt still. Even with Steph’s income to keep me from starving to death, it really wouldn’t be fair to her. And it’s not like Pittsburgh is a mecca or fashion, glamour or girlie magazines to get work from. So until I can get to a point where I feel like my finances are stable I mostly feel kinda stuck.
The Mighty Marvel Style, you say? But how many heads tall are you?
I hear ya… everything you wrote could have come straight from my own head. Just wondered if you had more balls than me. (There’s stickin’ it to you…) Still, I give you a lot of credit for putting so much of your own time into your passion every day. It might not take balls, but it takes heart, and well, that’s good too. 🙂
sui66iy: eight and three quarters of course
: eh… it takes obsession.To a degree that honestly probably isn’t that healthy. But thanks for the good words.