tmirai:
foervraengd:
THIS.
SO SHADDAP AND MAKE AWESOME SHIT IN YOUR OWN SHITTY WAY!
Not that I don’t EVER get depressed with my art (I prefer to say discouraged rather than depressed), but when I read rants about or hear from my artist friends how upset they are about their art, I can’t say that I’ve experienced that before. I know one of my friends absolutely loathes arting, even though they are more than fantastic at it and do beautiful work, but they say it causes them too much anxiety to even think of attempting it.
I never don’t want to draw. Sometimes I get burnt out, or I’m just not in the mood, or my hands aren’t working the way I want them to, but I don’t think I’ve ever had a bout of artist frustration so deep that I hated drawing for a long period of time. And of course, when I look at my favorite artists’ work, I covet their skills and wish I could be as good at them. I don’t think I’ve ever let it be a discouraging thing rather than an inspiring one. Just as the picture says, I study their techniques and their finished pieces and let it fuel my desire for improvement.
I home this doesn’t come across as haughty. And not all people who have problems being confident in the work are jealous or depressed. I feel sorry for the people who get so down on themselves about it, as it seems like a problem that is not so easily solved by encouraging words given to them. While a friend or fan’s praise can boost your confidence, for it to remain it really has to come from within.
First: ILU TMIRAI :D I’m really glad you have such an awesome attitude about these things. One day i will travel to your neck of the woods and shove happy hour drinks down your throat until we start singing Cyndi Lauper songs.
Second: Of the huge range of complex human emotions, save the jealousy to stimulate the economy, and depression for when your dog dies. How anyone could fathom being jealous and depressed and the deluge of negative emotions over art will never cease to boggle my tiny mind. Art is an expression of thought. It doesn’t even have to be written or drawn down to be art.
What horrible emotions for art. How selfish (yeah, selfish peeps) do you have to be to really experience these feelings over something as intangible and expressive and ever changing as art. Even pity is better then jealousy. As I often tell people: “If you want something bad enough, you’ll figure out how to get it.” and its true. Guess what guys, theres no mystery here, theres no magical technique, just years and years of hard work, study and practice.
I think sometimes, especially in an era of bombardment of modern digital techniques, which have strayed from the old=masters-boring-your-self-to-death-for-300-hours-with-boring-royality-commissions-god-that-prince-is-ugly-oh-crap-thats-a-WOMAN? techniques, I find that people really think its a hundred times easier, that the undo key will make them better artists. Spoiler alert: its not and it doesn’t. The only thing digital does differently is save paper and pencils, you still have to KNOW HOW TO PAINT. And the ONLY WAY TO LEARN IS TO STUDY.
On a side note, whenever I see other folks art, i’m horrifically clinical when looking at it :\ i’ve ruined the pleasure of espying something delightful time in and time out, and I realize in my old age that its content not appearance that makes real art.
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Edit: As a follow up, I look at my work and go “bleh that sucks” but i dont dwell on it :\ Fuck it, new document, try again.
