you know there is that feeling when no one understand you. Before this time I have searched real myself and when I found, I knew who am I. I'm an artist. A storyteller. I want... no I have to telling stories by my talent. Drawing and writing. Drawing illustrations for tales, making animations and writing tales.
And I feel I need to talking with such people who like me frequently. Not in Deviantart or Moly but in real life.
At October I went to Comic Con 'cause I wanted to meet and make friend such people like me. Unfortunately I cannot underdstand the british accent - yet. At November I went to Hyper Japan to same cause. The both event were amazing and I bought a lot of stuffs, but didn't make friends. It's bad. I know my English isn't a best and I afraid of speaking. But I have wishes. I want to work in Camden Town and other handmade markets and sell my art things, Firka and manga stuffs for instance. At this time I work in a hotel and I feel this job break me.
If I have a little free-time I work on my stories. I have two more important stories, one plays in Hungary and one plays in London. I frequently walk on City and write notes to the second story. And I work some smaller commission if I have.