"...The time spent drawing these sketches and pieces, both digitally and physically, takes me to a place where I'm not present.
I don't think I've somehow left this world, I'm not thinking anymore..."
This is exactly how I feel when I draw as well.
We were made to make.
Creating & making is what elevates our souls out of the wretchedness we witness and sometimes even live.
When others validate what we create/make, it can be both things: very appreciated & joy bringing, but also somewhat unexpected. Not because we're being falsely modest, but because, as you said, we kinda "went away..." we were out of our bodies & we sometimes feel we didn't make our own babies.
