It’s been a very thought provoking week, the death of Robin Williams had a very profound effect on me. I know a bit what it’s like to struggle with depression. As an artist, and I am but a blip in the art world compared to Robin Williams, I know what it’s like to always be “on”.  We are always thinking about the next work, trying to please a client, we live for the kudos we get and feel so let down by the world when we don’t get them. We put our heart and soul into every performance we put into the world. Something as simple  a I think artists are extra sensitive people. There are exceptions, those artists that only perform for themselves and could care less what others think, I envy them. I live to make others happy and find my joy when I do. With all the work that Robin Williams put out, making so many of us happy for so many years, I can only imagine that he could not find his joy. It is heartbreaking to lose such a special person but my wish is that he will find his joy now.