I just got back from one of my favorite classes. Sadly, this was the last class. I didn't realize until I got there just how sad I was that it was almost the end. The teacher was the best, the course content was gold, and I honestly enjoyed the class.
At the end of the class, while everyone was packing up their projects (we had a final critique), I realized how far I've grown as an artist this semester. I'd been worried at the start of the semester. I'd been having doubts about being an artist. Not only was I worried about things financially, but also if being an artist was really what I was suppose to be.
Today, everything just felt right. I felt confidence and passion that I haven't felt towards my art in a while. I feel inspired to create more. I feel confident that I can succeed as an artist. I feel like I've finally seen the sign that I'm in the right place. Finally.
