
Going back through my sketch journal I saw this. I always forget about it, and many other pieces as well.
I have some goals with my art, a place I'd like to get someday. I have a strange fantasy world of animals that I always drew when I was younger. I know, same story with a lot of folks. But in recent years, my vision of this place has faded. I almost never see it. I still "feel" it, sometimes. It frightens me that someday I might lose one of the most important aspects of being an artist: the artistic vision.
I feel I am a rare person who never tires of commissions. I enjoy them. Each is a wonderful opportunity to work with someone and see through that person's eyes for a while...er, in my case, often a very long while as I take an age to complete things. But am I getting so used to everyone else's ideas that I have forgotten where my window is?
At the risk of sounding full of myself, images like this one fill me with that sense of otherwheres and neverwhens. It rekindles the spark that made my pencil fly when I was younger, that burning desire to get better so I could better express myself. I used to make study after study of fur, and animal anatomy, and pages of eyes. I developed my own techniques in colored pencil that I still feel is unique (not better though!!) after years of looking at other colored pencil work.
I still manage studies here and there, but nearly as often. It's understandable, I guess. I draw for other people and try to make them happy. I do the best I can, and give 100% of...of what I am paid to do.
Some achievement.
I feel stagnant.
I have been making a conscious effort of late to push myself, even with small badge commissions. I like to choose some aspect of the piece like composition, perspective, color theory, anything! And try something new...learn something new. I also always encourage critiques. Maybe I can improve that way?
But even then, I am not looking through my window. I'm not getting that jolt of inspiration to express the feel of that place I've had in my head since childhood. Every time I try to access that part of my imagination, it seems darker. The beauty is still there, I just can't see it as well.
I don't want to lose the sun of my childhood daydreams to the darkness of adulthood.
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TL;DR: Cats are fun to draw.
I have some goals with my art, a place I'd like to get someday. I have a strange fantasy world of animals that I always drew when I was younger. I know, same story with a lot of folks. But in recent years, my vision of this place has faded. I almost never see it. I still "feel" it, sometimes. It frightens me that someday I might lose one of the most important aspects of being an artist: the artistic vision.
I feel I am a rare person who never tires of commissions. I enjoy them. Each is a wonderful opportunity to work with someone and see through that person's eyes for a while...er, in my case, often a very long while as I take an age to complete things. But am I getting so used to everyone else's ideas that I have forgotten where my window is?
At the risk of sounding full of myself, images like this one fill me with that sense of otherwheres and neverwhens. It rekindles the spark that made my pencil fly when I was younger, that burning desire to get better so I could better express myself. I used to make study after study of fur, and animal anatomy, and pages of eyes. I developed my own techniques in colored pencil that I still feel is unique (not better though!!) after years of looking at other colored pencil work.
I still manage studies here and there, but nearly as often. It's understandable, I guess. I draw for other people and try to make them happy. I do the best I can, and give 100% of...of what I am paid to do.
Some achievement.
I feel stagnant.
I have been making a conscious effort of late to push myself, even with small badge commissions. I like to choose some aspect of the piece like composition, perspective, color theory, anything! And try something new...learn something new. I also always encourage critiques. Maybe I can improve that way?
But even then, I am not looking through my window. I'm not getting that jolt of inspiration to express the feel of that place I've had in my head since childhood. Every time I try to access that part of my imagination, it seems darker. The beauty is still there, I just can't see it as well.
I don't want to lose the sun of my childhood daydreams to the darkness of adulthood.
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TL;DR: Cats are fun to draw.
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That's why I still go back and play Ecco from time to time, or listen to old old soundtracks that used to score my childhood fantasy lands. It certainly does get dimmer with age, and the tighter you hold, the faster it disappears. Adults look for too many details, and the enchantment of that age is crushed by such scrutiny. I think it's simply a function of cognitive evolution; if you don't exercise that area of the brain, if you don't actively pursue the maintenance of that world... it fades.
And then, of course, even if the world never changes, you can hardly say the same about yourself. It always feels a little different each time you revisit, and the echoes get farther and farther away from the original.
And then, of course, even if the world never changes, you can hardly say the same about yourself. It always feels a little different each time you revisit, and the echoes get farther and farther away from the original.
I am finding that spark in myself for the first time, but I'm so lazy. It doesn't get any easier with age and time, that's for sure, but maybe that just means it's time to evolve? In my case it's different because I never had a particular world or feeling I was trying to capture - I was simply entranced by pretty images, and wanted to make my own. Personally, I feel I've always lacked vision because I've lacked the courage to really explore my own imagination. But I had kind of a rough childhood, and these things happen. I can feel the tug now, though, and I am finally in a spot in my life where I can make the most of that.
I'm pretty excited!
And, FWIW, you are one of my top 5 favorite artists. I have learned so much from your works over the years.
I'm pretty excited!
And, FWIW, you are one of my top 5 favorite artists. I have learned so much from your works over the years.
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