i'm excited. i just finished an illustration & design job for the west african fisheries department of the world bank. it will be my fourth published work as a professional illustrator. i've been on this job for about a year. it's been a great in a reliable sort of way, my slow and steady jobby-job. it's paid my mortgage, bought my groceries, paid my bills and even a bought me a new tattoo. i've learned a lot, i've been slapped around, and i've been humbled. but this job, it's kept my from my first love: painting. it's played cock-block between me and my second love, exhibiting. i'm ready to move on, and do my own thing. me and this job, i guess we're parting ways. working for money is good, and oh-so-necessary. but doing pen & ink illustrations and layout on the computer is tedious like any old office job. i'm ready to get back to the freedom of oil on canvas, and see what happens. i dream of doing something new and edgy, that no one has ever seen before. i dream of doing something that will make waves, that will shock people with progressive concepts and mastery of technique. what that something is, i don't know. i have yet to find out. when i was describing this idea to my good friend heather, she spoke wise words: "you will probably have to fail a few times before you get it right." am i prepared? i think so. am i overthinking it? probably. in conclusion, the words of frank scully:
"why not go out on a limb? isn't that where the fruit is?"