The simple truth of the matter is that I'm burned out. I can't stand my job. The room I work in has very subdued (read: DIM) lighting, and would be better suited to growing mushrooms rather than drawing maps. There are no outside windows, an irregular, temperamental thermostat, and a micro-managing "number two" who gets on my last nerve. And stays there for 8 hours.
This is not what I had in mind when I was learning Köhler Illumination. I didn't dream of drawing maps when I had my hands submerged in Dektol, watching excitedly as a favorite image developed before my eyes. I have traded a Mac for a PC, a camera for a puck, my joy in exchange for a "living."
I don't think I can keep this up for the next twenty-four years. I'm not built like that.
But in the meantime, I have maps to draw.
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be brave!