I'm probably not gonna get anything done this year, now that I think about it.
Growing up is a fucking bitch.
If I lived back at home, no cares in the world, I would be able to animate on a schedule.
Right now I live a fragmented life, between places. I still work on art, but can't be bothered to animate anymore; especially now that I dont have flash, and I dont feel like torrenting it. There's no point anymore.
What used to motivate me was my team, and seeing how our progress could spur eachother to make something fantastic. Those collabs mean so much to me, beyond what I admit to myself.
I can't draw the way I want, because I dont push myself.
I dont animate because I can't draw exactly how I want the thing to look like (which is beyond my capabilities ) so I never accomplish anything, since it isn't perfect.
I dont know what happened.
This is what my life revolves around now; not just animation.