Drawing has been a huge part of my life for a long, long time. I spent many hours in fandom communities drawing my favourite blorbos, the main driving force of my art, was the cartoons that gave me so much fun and comfort. But that hasn't been the case for... probably more than a year to be honest, if not longer.
I think I might have outgrown cartoons; I simply am no longer interested in watching stuff. And since they were the main motivation for my art, that means I've barely been drawing for fun or myself in a long time.
That has left me in a very weird spot, where something that was a huge part of my identity for almost my entire life, simply isn't anymore. It's like having a considerable chunk of your own self taken away from you. Out of habit, I keep frequenting fandom spaces, pursuing further art knowledge, but now it all feels more hollow and meaningless. I just can't connect. I look at my old fandom art, and feel nothing.
I've been trying to find motivation for art elsewhere, but no luck yet. It makes me wonder how much I actually cared for art, and how much it actually was an outlet or even a coping mechanism. Was cartoons really the whole motivator? I based my entire career and life on that! To me this is stuff that literally shakes the foundations of who I am. It is a bit scary, to be honest.
So I've been feeling lost, weird. Not only about art, but myself too. I don't mind the disconnect from art as much, but having to rebuild myself has been tough.