JazzW is contemplating her worth in life
Starting Over and Over
It feels as though I fell down instead of getting up. Slowly though, I have been working again on my skills. It’s difficult because sometimes I feel like nothing I do will matter to anyone, yet I have to find my own love in what I do.
I’m unhappy today, so this entry is a little more solemn. But I’m trying as much as I can to get better. Hopefully the art will be more than simple shades and lines on paper.