In case you're an artist, and you're feeling like your art is mediocre.

It always looks like its lacking from the artist's point of view, when you've drawn for so long that it doesn't feel like art anymore -- its second nature, it feels mundane. I don't think you'll feel the same way looking at your art the same way you do other people's arts.

You feel like there's always something missing, always something to improve, and wonder 'when will it be enough?' 'When will it be good?'

And to be honest, I don't know when either. I feel the same way. But what I do, and what I can say, is to think of all the time you spent drawing until now, everything you learned and created, every compliment people gave you, and the effort you took to reach this level of talent. Even if you don't feel like its good.

Draw when you feel inspired. You don't have to do it now, if you don't feel like it. There's no pressure, you have all the time in the world, to create anything you want.

⚠️ DREAM REPORT - None of this actually happened ⚠️

I was walking on the street in a bad side of town and this handsome and well-dressed young guy came up to me and started trying to court me. I was resistent at first but eventually gave up. He gave me a 100$ bill for free. We walked and chatted for a while, eventually he gave me a code to sign for help if I ever needed it. Mysterious. The checkov's gun was loaded.

The dream changed to mostly the same setting, but the focus now was on various people with elemental powers, but not just the four classical ones. Imagine something like Digimon Frontier, there were like ten chosen ones whose elements were clearly depicted by their clothes and hair etc.

Except me. I was the new person and looked like a regular person. I was among them but I was actually a shapeshifting monster - think Mahito but not evil. Nobody knew. Me and some of the chosen ones walked around in a kinda of slice of life section. At one point we found a house/school where people were being indroctrinated into straight up discrimination against LGBT people, so we came in and started broadcasting explanations about equality and tolerance, etc. This section ended with us sneaking away while the children questioned what they had learned before.

There's more slice of life, like me hanging out with some of the normal (as in non-elemental) guys and playing games, visiting a yard sale, going to the market, etc. Very chill dream.

Suddenly, police officers in yellow and blue motorcycles started rounding all the chosen ones. One of them seemed to be the captain, and the others were identical generic guys, imagine like the grunts from Power Rangers? But dressed in skintight policeman uniforms. They all had like glowy blue crystal rapiers for some reason. They started catching and restraining all the chosen ones.

To me, they made some trap where a gigantic, concave metal bar would lower from the ceiling to try to pin me down to the floor, which worked since I'd have to crawl out to run. I tried to appeal to their emotions, crying and saying I have severe claustrophobia. They were unfazed and came in to catch me. I used my shapeshift power to divide that body, becoming a fleshmess of organs that scurried away and left the empty human body twitching inside the tunnel.

When I was safe I returned to my human shape and found out my mother had disappeared. Alright then, the mission now is to find my mom and then save the chosen ones. I ran away, using my blood powers to increase my speed and agility and quite literally run like a leopard through the streets. I thought my mother was hidden, but no, she was just in the yard of some random house, looking at the street.

I told her the government was coming after her, she dismissed me, so I was like, "Okay, I guess I'm gonna have to kill then them." Which I didn't want because that meant the government would send more cops after us, and this time with reason to brand us as dangerous and violent. Eventually the cops arrived, they had taken the chosen ones to a prison or containment facility somewhere in the distance, which I could see from here.

Then I remembered the mysterious guy from the beginning. He wasn't there, but one of his... henchmen(?) was nearby, so I gave the signal to him. He left, and then while the cops were arresting us, a group of nuns came into the area and started arguing with the captain, lecturing him for arresting people blessed with divine powers or something like that. My power was to turn into a horrendous aberration, but okay. It worked and the cops left, and released the other chosen ones as well.

The mysterious guy came in smiling, and I was thinking, "Shit, he saved my skin here. Now he's going to use it as leverage to manipulate me, isn't it?"

The dream ended before the plot could get more convoluted than that.

Baby having fun

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