I think I am happy. By chance, I discovered something that allows me to continue growing until I die. Art, before I knew it, became less about building outwards and more about my interest in the infinite within. I even feel 'hope' in the fact that no matter how much I dig, I can't reach the bottom.
From the outside, I sometimes feel that my life is no different from that of people in other professions, with about 90% of my time being so-called downtime and only 10% being a time when I can announce something.
Strangely, I've never thought from the bottom of my heart, "I want to become famous" or "I want to make money." There were times when I was swayed by external factors (my own indecisiveness, lol) when I returned to Tokyo, but when I came to my senses, I became so engrossed in my own excavation work that I felt such things didn't matter.
Regarding money, it only comes in when I become a person who is necessary to the world. For example, when my knowledge and experience are useful to the world, such as workshops in Sicilian high schools or mural work in Mexico, someone will help me financially. Just enough when needed. That's good.
I've also thought about making money, but I don't quite understand how. lol
I've done business methods, advising people, and consulting as part of my work, and I can vaguely see the systems and tricks if I try, but when it comes to my own story, I'm not interested. If I am a person needed by people in various parts of the world, I will be able to obtain funds, but I don't expect much surplus. (But, strangely, "travel is fertilizer" for artists, so I've traveled to various parts of the world many times as a "necessary slot." Artists have a large "necessary slot.")
And so on, while listening to the sound of the rain...