Over and over again I read these iterations of the same fears. Ones I have thought constantly in various levels at different times in the last ten years. And I think they have f*cked me. Why? Because I have made them such a part of me that I let my fears make decisions in my career and in my art.
I am well aware of the intensity of the situation. If you haven’t lost a loved one, you most certainly know someone who has, or perhaps you lost your job, or you or someone you love is struggling with loneliness and depression. And yes our industry is absolutely up in the air right now. But even with all the doom and darkness, there is some light.
I use this gently cause I know your inbox is sacred (either that or you have 5k unread messages).