Long time, no write. I do check DA once in awhile, though - it's just one of those sites that I can't abandon completely, even though I haven't been up to much sculpting these days.
That's the artists life, though (if you can call me that, I've always struggled with that term). Sometimes the motivation and inspiration leaves you. In my case, it's been almost a year since I last sculpted something. It doesn't help that I am the kind of person that I am. I'll spare you the story of my life, and just tell you that inspiration and motivation often elude me.
I always have to be doing something. And if I'm not sculpting, well, I better figure out something else to do. Something productive and creative. I've always loved cooking and baking - in fact, I went to college for it. I figured I might as well turn it into something that'll keep the bills paid. So that's what I've been up to. It's still artsy, just a different medium.
Cakes, cupcakes, cookies, chocolate... that's what I've been up to. It's been interesting. I've done a lot of markets and even some weddings. It's not as creative as sculpting, but it's like building with Lego, and I like Lego.
My sculpting studio sits vacant and cold, though. I went in there a few months ago to tidy it up, hoping that by cleaning it I might re-ignite a little spark, and it felt like it might happen. I even finished a sculpture that I had started a long time ago. It decided to fall over in the oven and as a result it is a permanently hardened mistake - completely squished on the one side. That little shred of inspiration - gone, right out the window. Aw well. I guess it just wasn't meant to work out the way I wanted it to.
I've also got myself not one but two serial copy cats - one who copied my work for years and then fell off the face of the Earth only to come back and do it all over again, and then another one who just recently started. Pretty much all of the stuff I've made has been copied. The only way I could deal with it is with a great amount of time and money - both of which I don't have, and I just can't be bothered to give a crap about it do anything about it anymore, anyways. People can be real scum, that's just the way of it. I haven't made anything recently, so they'll have to go back and copy the things they forgot to copy the first time around, I guess.
In the past while I've lost two people in my life that were important to me. Everybody dies, that's just the way of it. Doesn't change the fact that it can be a real bitch, though. One of them was very unexpected, and the other was sick, then better, then sick, then better, then boom - sick and gone. Death is a real messed up thing - they are there, then they aren't, and it doesn't feel real. Until you need to talk to them or see something that reminds you of them, then it's real again and again.
I didn't plan on writing this much, but there ya go. I'm still alive.