Horse of a different color?

May 12, 2011 21:02

I'm trying. I'm trying so hard, but it's like learning how to walk all over again. I've found a lot of new motivation lately, and even managed to free some time to start drawing...

And the more I think about it, the more I feel absolutely pathetic calling myself an artist.

Even in my most recent works, while the line art amuses my friends, and pleases me to know it came from my own hand, the finished (colored) pieces often resemble something that could probably be bested by a 10 year old. I never had the opportunity for formal schooling; I also owe to the belief that once something becomes a profession, no matter how passionate, it becomes a chore, rather than a work of love (I cannot fathom how some of my friends and peers in the furry community do this for a living).

I'm trying to hold out until after Anthrocon; perhaps once again being among so many like-minded souls will be just the kick in the tail I need to shake off all this self loathing I've been feeling lately...

Perhaps.
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