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The 2010 Hell in a handbasket tour, all aboard!
15 years ago
The Rantings of an Art Crazed Chow, Second verse, same as the first.
For the past several months, I had this dislocated feeling, as if I feel I am just an observer out the outside rubbernecking at the wreck of somebody's life, namely my life. Artwork and ideas have ground to a halt and I'm at a loss on how to jumpstart it.
Strange things have been floating around my gourd such as calling it quits.
but that would be admitting defeat, eh?
So I figured, what to do? It could be the fact that I have been pushing myself to produce art, trying to do the right thing by trying to improve, to make myself at least within par with the rest of the art community, but it is just not hacking it.
Well now, if you can't go up, then head down, way down, down deep into the darkest recesses of the genre. Shotty art to the magnitude of stick figures, bad anatomy, bad porn, and most of all, Rule 34 everything that is not nailed down, and even to go as far as to get a claw hammer to steal the nails and rule 34 them.
(Insert Primal Scream here.)
What brought this on??? I am currently working on a pic which at first I thought the idea and the concept was good, but half way into the coloring phase, I took a good hard look at what I have done, even without looking at the art of others and noticed something was quite wrong. I've been trying hard to overcompensate by using vast amount of deadpan humor to detract from the ghod awful art.
So I stand, at the rim of the pit, looking down, and expecting it to give me the finger. Should I go all bad boy and become a menace to the genre, or should I try and fool myself into thinking there is still hope for this old dog. The coming weeks will tell.
(No, this does not have anything to do with the following: My love life has gone sour, I'm finally feeling that being 51 does not mean I'm cool and living a second childhood, that in RL the number of female friends I have can be counted on one hand and online female friends are kinda moot because it is hard to tell how is male and who is female anymore.)
(( I could add more but even writing this much is depressing.))
Strange things have been floating around my gourd such as calling it quits.
but that would be admitting defeat, eh?
So I figured, what to do? It could be the fact that I have been pushing myself to produce art, trying to do the right thing by trying to improve, to make myself at least within par with the rest of the art community, but it is just not hacking it.
Well now, if you can't go up, then head down, way down, down deep into the darkest recesses of the genre. Shotty art to the magnitude of stick figures, bad anatomy, bad porn, and most of all, Rule 34 everything that is not nailed down, and even to go as far as to get a claw hammer to steal the nails and rule 34 them.
(Insert Primal Scream here.)
What brought this on??? I am currently working on a pic which at first I thought the idea and the concept was good, but half way into the coloring phase, I took a good hard look at what I have done, even without looking at the art of others and noticed something was quite wrong. I've been trying hard to overcompensate by using vast amount of deadpan humor to detract from the ghod awful art.
So I stand, at the rim of the pit, looking down, and expecting it to give me the finger. Should I go all bad boy and become a menace to the genre, or should I try and fool myself into thinking there is still hope for this old dog. The coming weeks will tell.
(No, this does not have anything to do with the following: My love life has gone sour, I'm finally feeling that being 51 does not mean I'm cool and living a second childhood, that in RL the number of female friends I have can be counted on one hand and online female friends are kinda moot because it is hard to tell how is male and who is female anymore.)
(( I could add more but even writing this much is depressing.))
And the thing about old dogs is they can still perform new tricks. They may not do back flips but they can still put a grin on someone's face when they have some encouragement and I encourage you to keep at your art
*hugs*