The year with very little art
9 years ago
I usually regard the end of one year and the beginning of another as an artificial distinction. One day feels a lot like the next and so does one year to another. As far as defining a span of time, January 1st to December 31st works as well as any and that collectively known as 2015 didn't really do anything to distinguish itself. It did have a few better moments, mostly in conjunction with movies or television shows.
For the most part, 2015 sucked but in no area more than artistic expression. It was the single worst year artistically I can ever remember with whole months passing by that I didn't so much as pick up a pencil. The ideas are still there. I assume the skill/ability to a certain extent, though I certainly don't see it when I do try to sketch. The will, the desire, whatever it's called that once motivated me to draw, or try to, just isn't there. If it comes down to staring at the wall or drawing something, staring at the wall wins out, though mostly I've been staring at the television.
I have several ideas or notions as to why this has come about but it hasn't helped to change the trend and part of me isn't even sure I want to. I felt pressure from others that wanted me to create for them a lot more 2015 than in any other year before it, so much so that it feels like a primary factor in breaking my motivation to draw. The part of me that holds out hope this is a temporary situation believes I'm giving myself a break from everything to allow my motivation to rebuild but I also harbor doubts that it's truly the case. I guess only the following year will show whatever becomes of my art as I certainly have no predictions on that score.
For the most part, 2015 sucked but in no area more than artistic expression. It was the single worst year artistically I can ever remember with whole months passing by that I didn't so much as pick up a pencil. The ideas are still there. I assume the skill/ability to a certain extent, though I certainly don't see it when I do try to sketch. The will, the desire, whatever it's called that once motivated me to draw, or try to, just isn't there. If it comes down to staring at the wall or drawing something, staring at the wall wins out, though mostly I've been staring at the television.
I have several ideas or notions as to why this has come about but it hasn't helped to change the trend and part of me isn't even sure I want to. I felt pressure from others that wanted me to create for them a lot more 2015 than in any other year before it, so much so that it feels like a primary factor in breaking my motivation to draw. The part of me that holds out hope this is a temporary situation believes I'm giving myself a break from everything to allow my motivation to rebuild but I also harbor doubts that it's truly the case. I guess only the following year will show whatever becomes of my art as I certainly have no predictions on that score.
don't feel pressured; if an idea comes, let it flow, don't hold it back from feeling you have previous obligations or pressure
At least from personal experience those first steps can be the hardest, grabbing the pencil and touching the paper. Challenging to figure out what exactly is blocking the deed, especially when everyone's different and has their own desires and frustrations.
Art is hard, sometimes confusing, often stressful-- Here's to a great 2016! Hopefully folks can help lend an ear or an eye or whatever about helping ya get in a better head space about them artz~
Hopefully we can both get back on the graphite-horse more consistently this year. : )
Whether or not you come back to drawing, I hope 2016 looks up for you and you can find peace and happiness, either coming back to art, or going somewhere new.
Take care, Todd.