The Cold Hand of Oblivion

     I've been feeling the pull of the art world lately.  The calling is getting louder and louder.  It seems like only a matter of time before i snap, quit my corporate design job, and fully dedicate my life to the visual arts.  It's like the closer i get to death, the louder the voice gets.  My job at the moment is taking up a majority of my time.  I'm thankful for it, and all, but I feel like my talents are being squandered here, and there is someone else who can not only do a better job, but have more fun doing it.  Sooner or later I'm gonna have to take that leap of faith and become a full on artist.  That means drawing, painting and 3D modeling 4 hours a day on a work day, and 8 hours a day on a day off.  It's gotten to the point where I simply cannot take days off anymore unless I absolutely have too.  The time for vacations and rest is over.  I really gotta take control of my life and not let my work dictate who I am.  A person cannot let what they think may be other people's expectations dictate their path in life.  That's where I am, and I feel like I have to act quick before i loose this inner fire forever.  I have heard what my elders have told me.  It does dissipate over time.  The energy you have when your a kid, is temporary.  Life is temporary.  It's easy to forget that or deny it.  I don't care about sleep or personal pleasure anymore, just getting better at painting and drawing.  I need to force some kind of change in my life even if it gets uncomfortable...wish me luck!

1 hour self portrait, photoshop