lonelybadger
I have been a commercial illustrator for half of my life, and a part-time veterinary nurse for some of it. I recently migrated from Australia to Canada, to be with my husband, who is also INFJ.
I am quite alone in this new country, and don't actually mind all that much, though the necessity of getting a new job has been a struggle. I'm worried that I'm going slightly crazy in my self-imposed isolation, hence the idea that I should belong to some sort of online community at the very least.
While I am highly idealistic and usually dread confrontation, I also like a good argument (the full half hour, not just the five minutes).
I like to help people, although they terrify me, and I would consider my life's goal to be gaining self-understanding through the understanding of others. I hope that this transmutation occurs before I become too bitter and twisted to notice.
Always interested in living things.
Have a theological bent.
Humans also fascinate me- I'm just not sure how to get along with them.
Enjoy reading, watching films, thinking, smoking fine tobacco. Wish I could do real artwork again, but the muse seems to have abandoned me. I'm not surprised- I pimped her out for twenty years.
I am quite alone in this new country, and don't actually mind all that much, though the necessity of getting a new job has been a struggle. I'm worried that I'm going slightly crazy in my self-imposed isolation, hence the idea that I should belong to some sort of online community at the very least.
While I am highly idealistic and usually dread confrontation, I also like a good argument (the full half hour, not just the five minutes).
I like to help people, although they terrify me, and I would consider my life's goal to be gaining self-understanding through the understanding of others. I hope that this transmutation occurs before I become too bitter and twisted to notice.
Always interested in living things.
Have a theological bent.
Humans also fascinate me- I'm just not sure how to get along with them.
Enjoy reading, watching films, thinking, smoking fine tobacco. Wish I could do real artwork again, but the muse seems to have abandoned me. I'm not surprised- I pimped her out for twenty years.
- Biography
- Grew up in suburban Sydney, Australia.
Had a bad time at school and at home for various reasons, though I excelled academically.
Went to uni, got useless degree in Fine Art.
Went to work as commercial illustrator. Did this for twenty years. Bolstered income with veterinary work.
Burned out creatively, married a Canadian, moved here three months ago.
Work in a secondhand bookshop.
Feel myself to be at a strange crossroads.
- In descending order, which 6 things could you never do without?
- My brain. It is endlessly amusing.
Trees outside.
My nose. The sense of smell is underrated.
The few friends I have.
A cat, somewhere in the vicinity.
A quiet place to be alone.
- What would be your epitaph?
- "Well, THAT was crap".
- MBTI
- INFJ
- Occupation
- Oh god. Could someone please give me a hint, here?