Sharing My Arts With My Next of Kin

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Recently, I noticed that sharing art is not always reciprocal with people around me. I mean: when my partner tells me about his findings on some techniques for his scale modelled tanks, I listen with attention. When I start getting about my stuff, well, I see him yawning. I know. It is boring to talk about which hero we hate or like. Or sharing my cynical ideas I got to write on that unispired day.  

But then, when you live with one person who doesn't seem to be interested, well, you keep these to yourself. Frankly, I find he has much more imagination than I do. I find he is much more thorough and structured and organized than I am. I fit greatly against my bee profile, going from one beautiful shinny project to the other. That's how I am. 

So I keep these projects to myself, especially my writing. I am not even planning to share anything with my close people when I publish my words.   

When I read back those last lines, I get it: low self-estime. Oh well: I have been working on that one for ever. It sounds like I still got work to do. It's okay: I get to have 50 more years for that!


Am I rambling too much?

I also have a life on Instagram and Goodreads

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