This is the first post in the sweat me the comments you have.
I have wanted to release this and not take it anymore.
I have just over 4 years dedicating myself to this shit to beg for a living drawing, and I sincerely am starting to get a little tired.
Today was a good day because I stayed with a former boss to take a beer while smoke more than half a pack in an interesting conversation.
is amazing how you can be as plain talk about life, our "partners", he tells me terribly bad jokes, and above all gives me some advice, if you do grandfather burst chives. Worst of all
is always right, and not by age, but because he's nice.
was of the first people to trust me when I knew nothing about this profession, and all I had was dreams, he saw them and fed them to avoid falls.
Working in his studio is one of my best memories, laughing, gigs and private jokes overflowing. No lies, no hidden things, and always help because for years he had been in the same situation as a kid with "L" of practice.
My father does not usually give me much advice. But once gave me a very important one, is as follows:
offers from the first day your loyalty, and keep with who deserve it.
