Sometimes I feel like a character out of The Little Prince, one of the ones living on his own planet. Instead of counting the stars or drinking heavily or lighting lamps, I sit on my planet and wonder why none of my art is selling, why no one wants any of my little stars, yet I keep them all tucked away inside my studio. I tantrum over not catching any fish without a line or net in the water.
Internet doesn't count. Ish.
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