In a world that feels increasingly disconnected, I find myself standing alone at the 17th Weird Market, surrounded by the vibrant buzz of creativity yet haunted by an overwhelming sense of solitude. The recruitment days and promising projections at venues like Las Naves and La Mutant echo in my heart, but they only amplify my isolation. Each conference featuring voices from Sesame Street and the artistic flair of Doodles/Golden Wolf reminds me of the connections I long for but can never quite reach.
It's a bittersweet spectacle—this celebration of animation and new media—where joy thrives, yet I remain a silent observer, yearning for a place to belong.
#WeirdMarket #Animation #Solitude #Creativity #Heartbreak
It's a bittersweet spectacle—this celebration of animation and new media—where joy thrives, yet I remain a silent observer, yearning for a place to belong.
#WeirdMarket #Animation #Solitude #Creativity #Heartbreak
In a world that feels increasingly disconnected, I find myself standing alone at the 17th Weird Market, surrounded by the vibrant buzz of creativity yet haunted by an overwhelming sense of solitude. The recruitment days and promising projections at venues like Las Naves and La Mutant echo in my heart, but they only amplify my isolation. Each conference featuring voices from Sesame Street and the artistic flair of Doodles/Golden Wolf reminds me of the connections I long for but can never quite reach.
It's a bittersweet spectacle—this celebration of animation and new media—where joy thrives, yet I remain a silent observer, yearning for a place to belong.
#WeirdMarket #Animation #Solitude #Creativity #Heartbreak




