I felt like playing with physical space today. This drawing is on board using pigment liner pens, markers and ink. For some reason when I put the flowers in his right hand, I felt compelled to add a rifle to his left hand.
I seem to have an existential crisis every other week. At least I’m not alone. Someone in the Guardian asked, “What is an existential crisis?”
One brain box answered:
It’s what happens when the foundation of one’s most basic assumptions ( i.e. what one is living for, who one is, etc) is eroded to the point that nothing stands on it any longer. Once this happens, the person realises their entire life has been lived in falsehood, because what they were living for (if anything) was an empty purpose. This is what is called despair.
Now if you find yourself in this position, there are three things you can do (paraphrasing Kierkegaard here):
1. Attempt to continually distract yourself so that you never have to face the fact that your life stands for nothing.
2. Attempt to create a new purpose through right living, or
3. Attempt to find a new purpose in something external to yourself.
There is a fourth option, but I don’t recommend it, declare yourself an existential cartoonist, start a blog that nobody reads, and count the days until your wife kicks you out of the house.
“One day you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now.”
It’s a quote from his novel The Zahir, which I read a long time ago. Anyway, I’m sharing this quote with you because just as I went to post this drawing on Instagram, I saw this quote. It seems to confirm the sentiment that came out of this drawing. And since there are no coincidences, I took this as a sign from the Universe confirming that we should all summoning up the courage to step through the doorway while we have the opportunity to do so.
Any journey you take, you’re bound to run into a few snags along the way. Don’t let them stop you. Push on through to your destination. The reward will be worth it.
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Today, my mood was up and down like a yo-yo. Most likely because I’ve changed my eating pattern, but hey-ho the show must go on.
I really enjoyed making this picture. It pretty much started from the egg-shaped head on the left and grew from there. I’ll be doing more of these neo-expressionist style drawings. I get lost in them and in losing myself, I find myself.
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The world has many appearances and realities. Our desires have no end. What can we do? We try to find the patterns of life. We try to not let ourselves be washed away by time. Everything is clear.
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There’s a hashtag going around the interwebs that says Never Not Working. I’m trying to decide whether or not that’s a good thing or a bad thing. I guess if your work and your play are one and the same thing, then yeah, never not working fits. That’s the holy grail of self-employment, to have your work and your play so intertwined that people can’t tell whether you’re working or playing.
This drawing sort of popped into my head while I was waiting for my burger at the new Habana Cafe (formerly known as Havana Cafe).
Oh and the burger was delicious btw: