I’ve never attempted to paint, sew, etc. for anyone except myself, and it feels great.

But as an adult attempting to become a professional, I realized simply liking to draw without internal motivation wasn’t enough. I started to hate it.

Now I connect with art in other mediums and it feels much better.

Even before social media, I drew daily for a friend. I drew comics and illustrations every day at school to give to my friend with the hope she’d like them or even respond with her own drawings. So graduating to social media attention felt natural.

In retrospect most of my art production was for others and at the expectation of others. When I tried to find an identity in college for a portfolio, I struggled immensely. I didn’t know who I was outside of what other people wanted from me.

There’s a lot I would like to re-do, as I’ve never drawn a plane before & it was a learning experience in a time crunch (I learned really late what was a thing he’s hype about, he’s pretty reserved about his interests). But I’m flattered he liked it so much that he framed it. 🥹

She's me when I go to a panaderia.

Thank you! 🥹

Help, the wink is so precious

My cat did it too here here