once in awhile i will just get overwhelmed and frustrated with my art. the usual speal of it's not good enough, it's hard to do and no one seems to see that. over the years i have honestly tried to get better, yet also not turn into one of those people that just parodies another's style. i like my gritty/sexual/dirty/gorey style. it's what i'm happy drawing even if some people don't see it. i get messages once in awhile from people i don't know that ask me why i do what i do. why i so adamently refuse to draw what they consider beautiful. usually i ignore them, but when i am particularly low, i just can't help but think maybe they're right. maybe my work is too violent and depressing. then that also leads to me thinking that my writing is too dark. most of the people i know don't even read my fics.
i don't know it's just something to think about i guess.