supercaro

I worked very hard and now my shop is finally up on Etsy. I am so enthusiastic and so proud of myself. A few weeks ago, I already sold some of my creations. I must admit that there are hardly any better feeling than the one you have after you sell your art to someone. I invite you all to visit my shop and to add it to your favourites. If you dare, you can share it with people that would like it. https://www.etsy.com/shop/CyprineMaline?ref=si_shop  

I think I mentioned on my previous entry that creating was my catharsis. Turns out I was wrong. I seriously think creating is rooted deep in me just like eating or sleeping are. That's why I am here for, that's why I am alive. In my quest for dopamine and approval, I forgot who I really was and what I was programmed for. The colors lost their pigments and every stroke was aborted. Old calendars are still on my wall as if there was hope that, one day, I'll need them again. Time is still very oppressive but I don't even think that I'll ever tame it. Creation brings more creation, inspiration creates inspiration. Maybe things are that simple

At the beginning of the month, someone broke into my house and stole my computer (and my digital camera and my boyfriend's wallet). I'm fucking angry since I had so many WIP that were lost like some digital art, a fanfiction and a full cooking video. The robbers probably were very dissapointed to see that my mac was old, had a broken dvd burner and therefore had almost no resale value. I'm working like crazy to afford a new computer and waiting for the insurance company to finally send me my check. So yeah, I don't keep up with subscriptions on deviantart, youtube or any other news on my other social networks. Sorry guys. Hopefully, I sho