🌿 The days they don't tell you about

“A sincere reflection on the days when creativity hides and the workshop falls silent. Thanks to perseverance and love... I'm still here.”

Creativity:

I usually always have things to do, things to finish, new ideas, projects to complete, proposals…
But sometimes, ideas get hidden, projects end, and new ones don't arrive.

The Workshop:

The workshop smells of wood and is covered in sawdust out of habit.
The laser works tirelessly, almost begging for a break, and the paints —wet and shiny— patiently await their turn to be used.

Other times, however, the workshop doesn't bring any wood to life; the laser asks for heat because it misses it, and the paint... is dry on the palette, waiting to be rescued.

In summary:

Those days when inspiration doesn't appear, when expenses increase and sales decrease, when nobody sees everything that's behind it all, are the ones that truly shape this path.
Despite the tiredness, the exhaustion, the mistakes and the doubts, I continue to look for ideas to move forward.

Each piece I create carries a little bit of those moments: from the days when I enjoyed myself when creativity shone, and also from those when I was frustrated because nothing went right.
They all hold the memory of the moments when I remembered who I am and why I started.

It's not easy, and anyone who says it is is wrong.
I only know that every step I take proves to me, day after day, that this is what I want to be.
And that's enough for me.

Because behind every piece there is a story,
And behind every story, a life that goes unseen. 🌙