I'm seriously thinking about quitting art ...
12 years ago
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♥ I'm seriously thinking about quitting art ...
these days, I dont really come with good ideas to draw, and even what I considered to be my 'masterpiece' of recent times became a shit ...
besides, I have serious problems with my tablet, and dont know to properly use the drawing applications, I've been having problems with creativity and relationships, dont have many reasons to smile and my friends are distancing themselves from me ...
I've tried verry hard to adapt myself to a unique style, and this is driving me crazy, I think I could maybe change my fursona and become something that I look more like, maybe a panda, or a polar bear, I just cant keep this up, I have to change ... I have to start over to dont lose the art that is inside me
what should I do?
these days, I dont really come with good ideas to draw, and even what I considered to be my 'masterpiece' of recent times became a shit ...
besides, I have serious problems with my tablet, and dont know to properly use the drawing applications, I've been having problems with creativity and relationships, dont have many reasons to smile and my friends are distancing themselves from me ...
I've tried verry hard to adapt myself to a unique style, and this is driving me crazy, I think I could maybe change my fursona and become something that I look more like, maybe a panda, or a polar bear, I just cant keep this up, I have to change ... I have to start over to dont lose the art that is inside me
what should I do?
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You're an artist. You may not feel like it or feel like the best one right now, but you are. Even your stuff that isn't your best is nice art.
Also, I think you're going through a weird phase, mostly connected to motivation. Motivation makes better art, it seems. You just need some friends to push you and applaud your work. I'm telling you, what's going on seems natural, you just have to push yourself through it.
You shouldn't abandon art, it's a part of you whether you can or cannot express it right now. You have a great gallery and even greater potential. If you need anything else, I'm a friend here to help.
it means a lot
I know, I feel unmotivated to make art ... the lack of positive feedback doesnt help at all and I think my art is awful ... it makes me want to give up everything. but even if I wanted quit art I could not, it is ingrained in my soul ... drawing is my life, I canot stop ...
thanks again jesse
Sometimes motivation really cripples art. I've gone for weeks at a time not drawing a single thing.
No need to always force yourself to draw, but sometimes it could be a good thing.
You can't just quit being an artist. Talent is there regardless of it being used or not.
I think your art is great and would love to see more if you keep working on it.
Sometimes our life experiences can be our greatest motivation to draw
I just ... I think my art quality dropped, it scares me, as I should be getting better when I'm actually getting worse ... it really makes me scared
but as I told Mr. Sabeley Starbucks Icon, I cant leave the art, it is rooted in me, is my life, I not live without it.
Thank u so much Austin! * hugs *
*hugs*
Just constantly ask for critiques or look at other artists' styles for inspiration. It's what i do and i still think i have way way way much more to improve on.
Just don't let them get you down, but use them to help motivate you! :)
I may not know who, or how you are, but I feel like I can give you enough information to let you make your own decision.
I came out of the closet about 3-4 months ago to my family. I got a lot of mixed results. I did this because at the time, I had found the love of my life, an Otter-ly amazing BF names James. We had dated for about 6-7 months as of 3 weeks ago. It ended recently and abruptly. I'm kinda holding the bag. I'm 20, and I saved my Virginity up because I said it belonged to the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I lost my relationship and my virginity in about 4 hours flat. He didn't say a word, he just got dressed and left. I got a text an hour later.
He called it all off. He was gonna withdrawal emotionally. Something went wrong and he couldn't feel right about it. He fell out of love for some reason. I'd just given up the majority of my life. I ignored friend, I alienated people for talking about him, I threatened people for making fun of me and him together. I ended up going from this huge extrovert, to a guy who could count the people he kept up with on one hand with a thumb to spare. I molded my life to spend ever meaningful moment with him. I worked exclusively to have enough money to hang out with him.
Needless to say, I ran to the toilet and dry-heaved for about an hour. I finally stopped crying and flailing around enough to send him text messages. I ate the pain and the guilt. I sat there and let it beat the shit out of me. I made myself whole enough to try and keep him from tearing himself apart. I made sure he didn't feel worse than me even though it hurt more to try and offer him all of this.
That same week, I had to deal with the cops, because my ex-marine brother went into a rage and almost killed his girlfriend in our house. He was drunk, on drugs, and apparently ignoring his meds. He has been diagnosed with PTSD. He's unstable. If he actually went to jail, he would have violated parole and been sent back to north carolina to serve time. He was involuntarily Baker Acted that night. This was all 3 days after my breakup. I was called to come and get in the way of a violent older brother.
I didn't have my car... My ex had to drive me over to my house to deal with this. I lashed out afterwords and yelled at everyone. I made myself an ass. The next day, my mom has the nerve to call and blame me for the whole thing. I yelled back at her. She's on vacation and I had to play the adult. She forced me to let him back into the house so he had somewhere to stay the night. If I didn't, he was just gonna break in.
This is the week of my breakup. I was THIS CLOSE to hurting everyone.
In the last week, I've been given the offer of a lifetime. My sister on the opposite side of the united states offered me a solution. I could move in with her to get away from my abusive family and start fresh. I could try and reinvent myself. I would be leaving behind the only meaningful relationship I've ever had, the only one I ever fought for. I'd be getting a chance to start over. Every day I'm looking for reasons to stay or leave.
I asked my ex what he thought. I begged him to tell me. He wants me to stay, but he knows it selfish. He can't spend his time with anyone else. In 7 months I replaced his best friend from the last 8-10 years. We're attached and it hurts more now than ever. I finally saw him break down in tears. BUt he did say one important thing, He feels worse keeping me tethered to a bad home life, and he doesn't wanna see me destroy myself. I couldn't believe what I'd heard.
It's not easy, It's never easy. I can't make promises to you. I'm feeling a bit better. I published a piece of literature that means something close to me. You'll never heal completely, but just know everything has an upside, even if you don't know it now, just try to look for it. If you force yourself to live in a funk, you'll only miss all the beautiful things in life.
If you want or need someone to talk to. IF you want to talk further, or you just need someone to listen to please ask for my Skype name or something. Give yourself a big hug and just know people don't wanna see you a broken person, you're meant to be happy. It will happen eventually. Waiting sucks.
btw... where you're from?
And i live waaaaay far from both of you, I'm from Europe
I know what you're going through
(and sorry my English really sux)