My artist journey
8 years ago
I am taking the oppotunity to spend some time drawing and while I hold great pride in how much I improved, I also felt the inferiority behind it.
Recent drawings and the project I drew I was truly proud of it but after a while it became less appealing as time passes. I was working on the Marissa comic page I drew and while I receive positive replies from my friends I also discovered it looked bad in lesser saturation and muddier shadings. Why the hell didn't I notice this before? I made a couple of changes by changing its Color blend while some mistakes were fixed, news ones presents itself. While I enjoyed drawing them it becomes a strain as time passes.
I admit that some people I know have improved while it felt like I didn't, or is it conspiracy against me or am I going mad?
This is starting to feel like the journey of 'layers of fear' game I played where the artist sees perfection, then sees ugliness on he picture at the ending.
What the hell is happening to me?
Recent drawings and the project I drew I was truly proud of it but after a while it became less appealing as time passes. I was working on the Marissa comic page I drew and while I receive positive replies from my friends I also discovered it looked bad in lesser saturation and muddier shadings. Why the hell didn't I notice this before? I made a couple of changes by changing its Color blend while some mistakes were fixed, news ones presents itself. While I enjoyed drawing them it becomes a strain as time passes.
I admit that some people I know have improved while it felt like I didn't, or is it conspiracy against me or am I going mad?
This is starting to feel like the journey of 'layers of fear' game I played where the artist sees perfection, then sees ugliness on he picture at the ending.
What the hell is happening to me?
FA+

Just keep looking forward. Its like shedding part of yourself but eventually we get to a point we can be content, although just for a little while, haha.
Life is a journey after all.