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View from BenCab Museum's Café SabelI’m out of the corporate world since April. I felt a huge weight lift off me the week I sent my resignation letter. The past year has been really tough and I kept questioning whether I’m actually a creative or just someone who makes videos. Café Cueva! at Ili-Likha Artists VillageMixed-media figures and wood carvings of Jose Rizal Leandro's Bistro at Ili-Likha Artists Village Not being able to do anything meaningfully creative in a creative role slowly wears you down. You still do the work, and sure there’s some “level of creativity” in it, but it’s not the kind that makes you feel alive. It wasn’t the same as when I first started. Somewhere along the way I turned into a generalist picking up whatever task was needed just to stay “productive” on paper. Everything should be trackable. Measurable. We even had software monitoring our screens. I won’t get into that too much because it added a layer of pressure that never really went away. Somewhere in…

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