Hey community, whassup?
I'll be honest. I had an awesome deal going on with a cool company about featuring my work... And it fell through. No real reason as to why, it just did. It hurt pretty bad, so I feel the need to vent a little.
Have you ever gone through your old work and been in awe of what you had accomplished back then? I'm feeling that way right now. My old sketchbooks seem to contain so much life and detail that I don't bother with nowadays. I feel as though in some ways, I've regressed quite a bit. At least in matters of composition and detail.
I feel like I've become sort of a sell out. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy knowing that my work sells. But I guess I feel like it doesn't matter how well my work sells if I'm only drawing because I want limelight. I think I want more than that. Like, yanno, to be an actual artist, to go forward and not backward.
For a while now, my art has been this way. For years, even. It's because I used to have so much going on around me. As artists, our experiences shape our art. For me, my art is an extension of who I am as a person. If I feel like there is no detail in my life, my art comes out that way. Everything is a shade of gray right now. I wanna find detail again.
I want to find something to draw about. Instead of flat, boring guys and gals on flat, boring backgrounds, not really doing anything. Just... standing. Facing forward.
It's all very boring. I've noticed it, I'm sure you all have.
Anyway, just rambling. Bye, bb.