Hi, guys!
Now I essentially write from two blogs, from my own and from my mother's. Once upon a time, she and I started blogging on Steam almost at the same time, and we are still doing this. Only now I have to drink from two due to the fact that my mother remained in the blockade zone, could not leave, leaving her animal shelter, and I keep her blog alive because in fact this is one of the main sources of funding for her shelter.
We moved out almost a week ago, eh. I still can't get myself together. The other day, I tried to call my psychiatrist to discuss adjusting my treatment regimen, but the call quality was so terrible that I couldn't have a proper conversation with her. But at least there was this connection, with my mother I didn’t have any at all.
I try very hard to return to the drawing and at least to some fragments of normal life, but apparently my psyche decided to fall into a deep stupor, and nothing can stir it up. I'm trying different tricks, but so far nothing seems to work.
In any case, I took my art materials with me and I hope that I will start using them after all. No wonder I brought them. Digital drawing or traditional - I will definitely get to one or the other.
Just before the start of hostilities, I signed up for a portrait stylization course, and now I don’t have access to it, which makes me very sad, because there I could just see a specific sequence of actions, and I wouldn’t have to think about it what and how to do. And now I feel so empty that such an instruction would be very helpful.
All good and peaceful sky above your head!
