So after losing a job I thought I had, a friend of eight years, I tried to beg for my old job back. I cried, I begged, I apologized, I said I was afraid I was going to lose my house, I have a small daughter, it was desperate and pathetic and entirely degrading but sincere. I think he enjoyed turning me away. So I'm in a terrible place emotionally and financially. I can't get an interview for the life of me, my applications are in lots of hands, but it doesn't go any further. I get nothing but occasional automated emails of rejection and lots of family members inquiring and reopening the wound. I'm so bitter, broken, and embarrassed.
I have been trying to keep my mind and hands busy with artwork though, while trying to make a little money too. I feel like I'm bursting with ideas and projects and creativity. I'm also more confident in my abilities than ever before. I know I can sculpt anything in the world that someone tells me to. I'm incredibly skilled and talented, and I just wish someone would give me the opportunity to prove myself and give me a chance. So in the meantime, I'm doing a ton of art, and commission work for people and their Halloween costumes.
Hopefully, I'll get a break soon, and I'll use all this "life-experience" bull to help make me the monster I need to be, to get what I need and want.
P.S. My new art facebook fan page is called Odd Sculpture by Ginger Étrange. (French word for Strange, and Ginger because I'm a redhead). Here's a peek at what I've been making : )