You know, all my life it seems like artists always talk with other artists. Like, they all draw, they all get together, they all like each other.

I always thought there was some tier of skill that you had to have in order to be able to communicate with artists you admire. Like, some kind of stupid “you’re in!” card that magically summons you to be able to talk with these people. 

Yet in all of my time being an artist, and drawing whatever I do, I’ve never gotten to that point. 

After all of this time wondering how that’s achieved, I almost don’t care anymore. 

It seems impossible. I try sometimes, and every time I do, I can’t communicate. It’s like everyone else knows how to talk to one another, and yet I don’t because everyone has vastly different interests from me. Different music, different tastes in almost everything. 

Maybe it’s me. 

I don’t know. I always felt somewhat alone in my artistic endeavors though. I’ve never really had another artist to get excited with or bounce ideas off of. At least in the context that I’m thinking about.

Then there’s that whole notion of, “Maybe if I draw them something or tell them how inspired I am by their art that it’ll make it easier to become friends with them” but that never seemed to be a thing for me. Mostly because I don’t want to come off as someone trying to suck someones dick. 

I don’t know. This is me just severely overthinking about something that at the end of the day just isn’t important enough for me to warrant any thought to.

Yet I continue to do so. 

Oh well.