Theme of the Moment
So one random quote filters into my dense skull and suddenly... it's imbedded like a rat in a henhouse. Practice. Practice. Practice.
"Being an artist is like being an athlete. You can't expect to walk out onto the court for the big game and hit nothing but net unless you have been on the court practicing everyday for the weeks leading up to it."
I do not place my artwork high on the level of importance in my world. I am sure my children will some day appreciate that. " No Gabe... I won't change that smelly diaper! i am drawing here!!! Figure it out yourself!" But what this does mean is that I don't set asside alot of Practice Time. So then why do I get so down on myself when I sit down with pencil or mouse and produce nothing but ASS. I some how have exempted myself from the rules and policies of LOGIC aned expect Goddess level production with no effort required. FREAK!
I think this is compounded by the internet. With two clicks of a mouse pages of artwork are available to compare your own to. On a good day this allows you to find tutorials, advise and other GROWTH tools. ( Even if some of those are other people's bests and you quietly giggle to yourself and feel much better about your own ass works!) BUT on a bad day... all you see is every one else's Show Pieces and they start to chink away at your own confidence. You forget thyat either A) they have spent HOURS in practice every day for years ( some since they were old enough to hold apencil) OR B) that these 5 amazing pieces of artwork they are show casing are the Best of their Best and they threw out the 50 other pieces of ASS that they will never admit or show to others!
Then a quote from Mr. Zub starts to rattle around in my brain and it, as it always does, gives me hope. "You have to expect to produce 15 - 20 pieces of complete crap to be able to pull 3 keepers." Sooo... why am I excpecting myself to pull three keepers from three pieces of work? DUH!
My husband has a quote that is applicable here... " yes hun... YOU are the smart one in this relationship... but I am the sane one!"
"Being an artist is like being an athlete. You can't expect to walk out onto the court for the big game and hit nothing but net unless you have been on the court practicing everyday for the weeks leading up to it."
I do not place my artwork high on the level of importance in my world. I am sure my children will some day appreciate that. " No Gabe... I won't change that smelly diaper! i am drawing here!!! Figure it out yourself!" But what this does mean is that I don't set asside alot of Practice Time. So then why do I get so down on myself when I sit down with pencil or mouse and produce nothing but ASS. I some how have exempted myself from the rules and policies of LOGIC aned expect Goddess level production with no effort required. FREAK!
I think this is compounded by the internet. With two clicks of a mouse pages of artwork are available to compare your own to. On a good day this allows you to find tutorials, advise and other GROWTH tools. ( Even if some of those are other people's bests and you quietly giggle to yourself and feel much better about your own ass works!) BUT on a bad day... all you see is every one else's Show Pieces and they start to chink away at your own confidence. You forget thyat either A) they have spent HOURS in practice every day for years ( some since they were old enough to hold apencil) OR B) that these 5 amazing pieces of artwork they are show casing are the Best of their Best and they threw out the 50 other pieces of ASS that they will never admit or show to others!
Then a quote from Mr. Zub starts to rattle around in my brain and it, as it always does, gives me hope. "You have to expect to produce 15 - 20 pieces of complete crap to be able to pull 3 keepers." Sooo... why am I excpecting myself to pull three keepers from three pieces of work? DUH!
My husband has a quote that is applicable here... " yes hun... YOU are the smart one in this relationship... but I am the sane one!"