I have to put new bandages on my injured thumb. Still, here I am, in front of the laptop, tapping away at the keyboard (but making sure I use all fingers except the left thumb, which I’m used to use a lot on the space key among many others). The moment I finished my last commission from the list of pieces I’m taking to Raleigh at the end of the month, my first thought wasn’t one of relief or relaxation, wasn’t one of pride and joy of a job well done (the commissions turned out so much better than I expected) or one of going out with friends or loved ones to celebrate.
When I finished the last commission, late on a Friday night, I thought: “What can I draw now?”
One way or another, I’m always working. Always on. I did rest from drawing for the following three days, but my mind is running at full speed thinking about the next projects, the next pages, the next stories, and, in the RIGHT NOW category, the next cover.
And that’s not even considering the story I am already doing with my brother.
My hand injury reminds me I’m not young as I used to be and, as a result, not as fast. I worked on several projects at the same time and I felt I didn’t drop the ball on any of them, but now I see more clearly my limits. I don’t have all the time in the world. I don’t have all the energy in the world.
I do try to focus on projects I’m most interested in, the ones I’m really invested in.
I try to go all in if I’m always on.
Be safe. Be kind. Be curious.
Pa-ZOW!
Fábio Moon
Moon Base, São Paulo
July 4th, 2022