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To beginner artists like me
10 years ago
I know I may not be the best artist at all, and I'm okay with that.
I know my art may not depict a lovely flower, with dew lightly weighing down the pedals as if they were sagged down with exhaustion, but I'm okay with that.
I may receive critiques and sour looks, which peer into my soul as they tear apart my hours of work as if it was created in an instant, and my own interpretations of an object are dismissed as "wrong" or "disproportionate" but again, I'm okay with that...
Were great authors of the time periods not looked upon with the same frown which puzzled their faces into perplexed expressions, reminiscent of the looks we muster from the crowds today? Was their work not also pulled apart by publishers who saw fit to rid authors of their creativity by smacking borders onto the sides of their hardest works? Were it not the poets before us, who know all to well the feeling of just a few little details they purposefully put in, being torn from their work, like an abutment being torn from one side of a bridge.
If it be society that rids the poet of their support, or the onlooker who rids the artist of their interpretations, then how does one know whether or not the art is good? What judges an artist, is their own opinion of their work... If one looks upon their own drawing with teeth showing from between the lips, which are curled upwards at the sides, then one has figured out whether or not they are good.
Leave them be if they don't want a critique, some people have had bad experiences, where people who have no idea what they're talking about, waltz on in and begin pointing out the flaws of the picture, rather than saying "Wow, you took some time from your life to draw something for another person, that's really cool!"
Seriously, all people have their own style. Let them all be unique.
To what standard are we to draw to?
I know my art may not depict a lovely flower, with dew lightly weighing down the pedals as if they were sagged down with exhaustion, but I'm okay with that.
I may receive critiques and sour looks, which peer into my soul as they tear apart my hours of work as if it was created in an instant, and my own interpretations of an object are dismissed as "wrong" or "disproportionate" but again, I'm okay with that...
Were great authors of the time periods not looked upon with the same frown which puzzled their faces into perplexed expressions, reminiscent of the looks we muster from the crowds today? Was their work not also pulled apart by publishers who saw fit to rid authors of their creativity by smacking borders onto the sides of their hardest works? Were it not the poets before us, who know all to well the feeling of just a few little details they purposefully put in, being torn from their work, like an abutment being torn from one side of a bridge.
If it be society that rids the poet of their support, or the onlooker who rids the artist of their interpretations, then how does one know whether or not the art is good? What judges an artist, is their own opinion of their work... If one looks upon their own drawing with teeth showing from between the lips, which are curled upwards at the sides, then one has figured out whether or not they are good.
Leave them be if they don't want a critique, some people have had bad experiences, where people who have no idea what they're talking about, waltz on in and begin pointing out the flaws of the picture, rather than saying "Wow, you took some time from your life to draw something for another person, that's really cool!"
Seriously, all people have their own style. Let them all be unique.
To what standard are we to draw to?
