Sullivan

Sullivan is a young, Irish man. After living in poverty during the 19th century, he's been barely making money off being an artist and film developer due to his talent(s). A, "starved artist," so to quote. His studio strewn with badly drawn images, crumpled on the floor, ink splatters, old feather pens, and his own seeping thoughts. Most of the day, he sits at his desk, the warm, dimly lit studio reflecting himself. He's fresh out of ideas, head in his hands, slouched over the desk. When his employee steps in, he doesn't move a muscle. But he's aware someone is in the same vicinity as him. He yet, crumples another paper, and tosses it to the floor. He's not going to make any money in this state... (P.S. You're his employee, can you fix him?)