Sigh. College. It's over.
Well, it's been over since May, and now Halloween is approaching. But I'm feeling the effects of it now. Now my younger brother and sister are in middle school, my mother and older-younger sister are in "normal" jobs, and I'm plugging away at my desk thinking up more business-related things. (Or watching Supernatural, but who's really over my shoulder?)
Point is, this freelance life is lonely. If you know me, you know that I mostly keep to myself even when I'm around other people. That doesn't mean I don't need people. I need them a lot. And I don't just mean my family.
I miss seeing everyone hard at work, noses in sketchbooks, eyes glued to screens. Our studio sometimes had the pleasant aura of a sweatshop. It was a place of semi-tranquility, where the only task we had before us once we entered that space was improvement. That's in comparison to where I work now; my current work space is littered with dog fur, smelly socks, and soiled paper plates, to name a few things.
Some days it feels like I'm working amongst the aftermath of a hurricane. It's messy and quiet while everyone is out. That's why I play music. That's why I ask my dog for critiques. It's not because I'm nuts. I'm just a little stir crazy. And I don't think that this is something that painting will just solve.
Maybe the only way to feel better is to see my friends again.
I bring this up, because I just scoured google for their info, to see what art popped up. And you know what? A good chunk of my classmates either don't have much new work, or any new work, or in the worst-case scenario, I can't find their stuff at all. You can bet that the results of the search have taken me by surprise.
Now, I get it. No one has the same living scenario. (Story of my life.) Others perhaps put off illustration in order to work a "normal" steady job, while some may have found that it just wasn't the right field of work for them. That's alright. I can deal with that. I'm just going to have to get over this nostalgia and plow forward in pursuit of my goals, with or without my peers to back me up all the time.
See, I was warned that it would get lonely. I just didn't brace myself first.
Do you think freelancing is lonely? Let me know how you deal with it.