i'm at this point of my journey where i feel most of my works are not hitting the same and art is not delivering anymore. Every sketches i started feel like a mess and failure. Things i used to enjoy drawing just don't hit the same anymore. The skills improved but the sparks are gone. The feeling of emptiness strike too hard to ignore. Looking my older works though, sparks some joy in me. Too many things are are happening in my life right now that no matter which choise i choose or which direction i go, everything seems uncertain and unstable. This hopelessness is hitting harder than i thought..
