It's hard keeping motivated all the time, it's a lot easier to fall into the rhythm of daily life and not add anything onto it. Atleast that's how I experience it.

It's been a long month, one with many struggles. It's hard to keep going from time to time and giving up sounds way easier than going through whatever was going on was. The mundane habit of going to work almost every day and dealing with the lastest drama was almost the nail in the coffin but I have triumphed. Everything is on the rails, and that's honestly the best I could've hoped for. 

After graduating from the Art Academy, it's been very hard to consistently make art and be passionate about it. They talk about the 'black hole' at school very often, and it was as bleak as they spoke about. A sudden loss of what to do with your art and how to continue onwards, a lack of passion and love for something so close to my heart.  In the fourth year of my studies, I met someone special. This person has become my best friend and shares my love for art, and has also experienced this lack of passion. We both agree that the last two years of the Art Academy stripped us of our enthusiasm and left us hollow.  Over the past years, we've been trying to keep each other motivated to draw, to take pictures and videos and continue our creativity in any possible way.  This summer, we went on vacation together, two full weeks of having each other near when we usually don't. It was overwhelming and wonderful at the same time, so many emotions and possibilities. When all the feelings slowed and calmed down, we decided to sit down together and draw; it didn't have to be something largely meaningful, just a simple picture would do.