plans

Fire up the engine, I’m leaving home tonight..

My creative engine is running, and I like that now I have more inspiration and ideas than before. I regularly publish something on Reddit, on Patreon. From time to time, Redbubble receives new works. And that’s good. I don’t believe that it will ever bring a full-fledged income, but it’s enough for me that I live from it. I see the point in creating something new every time. That I manage to find fairly cheap materials for my creativity. That I have the equipment for this. The idea of going to work is scary only because I won’t have all the paraphernalia that I have at home, but I think that if I want, I can always come up with something. Because I like the path of creativity, not even in terms of earnings, but in terms of self-development. And that’s already a story. This blog is a story. The creativity that I publish is all the beginning of a big story. My story.

First successes

My profile has been accepted for work with Redbubble

There are certain steps in life when you are happy about something, even seemingly insignificant. At the end of last year, I started creating new content for my new self. And in those 8 (or 9?) months, I have a hundred followers on Deviant. But that is a relative achievement. The real achievement is that I started to pay attention to creativity as such, trying to promote myself. I also managed to create an account on Patreon, where anyone can support my creativity. And now, today, I was given permission to sell things with my designs on Redbubble.

I hope this will be one of the first steps towards creative work and independence. Of course, I understand that not everyone succeeds, and I do not bet that my creativity will be as unique, but this is at least an attempt to declare myself as a content creator.

All sorts of nonsense

The last few days my head has been filled with all sorts of nonsense, like assembling a battery for an electric bike or making a box that will cover the heating pipes near the boiler. Actually, these are useful things, but somehow they feel “not right”. It seems like I have to constantly post something somewhere, like that model whose earnings depend on it.

It’s sad that I’m not doing anything to get better conditions at my future place of work, on the other hand, today I thought that if we talk about a “family business”, it’s either trade (from my mother) or repairs of something (from my father). That is, purely technically, you (most likely) will work in either the first or the second direction. And I think that “somewhere out there” I would be in demand, provided that I knew the language and took at least some minimal courses. Time will tell. I still believe that it’s better to learn a language in other country, than to try now and make a bunch of mistakes. But here too, time will tell how it was better.

And I haven’t learned to “switch off” when I need to. That is, when I don’t need to “do something,” but to switch off and do nothing. Even if it’s playing games, or crafting something, I just want to forget about the “importance of the world around me” and immerse myself in myself. Do what I want, not what I have to.

Summer is a difficult time, from all sides. On the one hand, there is always not enough money, on the other hand, there is a feeling that you are constantly running out of time somewhere. Plus, it gets dark quite late for creativity. On the other hand… I would like there to be more warm days, and I could go somewhere in the forest with a tent for the whole day, as planned. A kind of mini-trip. And when the weather is good and the second battery is ready, I will test them by going to the nearest settlement. It is not far from here, about 25 kilometres. The battery should be enough for the trip there and back. But this is in theory, in practice who knows how it will be. However, it would be a very interesting trip precisely because of the reality that you can get there by bicycle with the cost of the road being a penny.

Whatever it was, this year should be the most productive in terms of the number of things done. And I hope that before leaving I will be able to put the house in order and go with a calm soul, at least, to earn money, and there we will see what and how. I don’t want to guess anything. I would just like to live a different life for a little while. Without war and news….

Emptiness Machine..

I ask myself – what went wrong last time? And I think that there was still some hope then. Hope that you can find a path that will lead you to something good. But in the reality we find ourselves in – any hope is useless. It is useless to think about a quick end to the war, it is useless to think that in your country the minimum wage (which is paid in most companies) will become such that it will allow you to at least exist, not live. Because is it easy to survive on 120 euros a month? I don’t think so…

All I want is to work at a normal job, get paid for it, and not think about anything else. I don’t mind working according to the schedule and working overtime (if necessary), I can do a lot with my hands, and I think that in time it will be useful wherever I end up.

Am I sad to leave the house and the new garden that we planted this spring? Yes. It eats me up again, just like last time. Things you’ve already made in the house, tools you’ve been collecting all your life. You understand that you can take all this with you. The best option is to move it all over time. But that’s over time. And at the same time, I understand that as it is now, I can’t continue living. Simply because this is a path to nowhere. I’m not sure that after a few years of living in the same rhythm, I won’t give up and just disappear, because I won’t see any prospects.

As before, I know that one person would be enough for me. Someone who would help me get used to a new place, help me find a job. That’s all I need, so as not to just go into the void. Because I have enough emptiness here…

Missteps

Now the idea of ​​giving up moving to the Czech Republic, or to my wife’s relatives in Germany, seems like a mistake. Because the economic situation in my country is deteriorating (could it have been any different during the war?), small and medium-sized businesses are being destroyed, and the prospect of working at a factory somewhere in Europe no longer seems so bad. At least you’ll have a roof over your head and the ability to pay for food and utilities.

Well. Let’s think in this direction…