*warning* frustration post
It seems that I need to find more balance in my life again.
With all the realism drawing I've been doing, I decided I need to get back to my roots and nurture the creativity side.
So, on a not too smoldering afternoon such as today (well, technically yesterday) I sat outside under the almost finished patio shade. The outside stereo is lightly playing some bossa nova, a glass of cool iced tea on the small table next to my chair, and a sketchbook on my lap... I began to draw.
But nothing good came of it.
Sure, I was able to draw guys in... ahem, compromising situations/positions. That's all I ever draw these days. Not content with the appearance of the people (they seemed too much like anime) I tried returning to my styles of old. I can't even draw wings like I did not too long ago when they came naturally and in abundance. I've lost my knack for surrealism which I cherished so... and I'm worried that I'll become another typical contemporary artist.
I need another new approach to looking at life.
(p.s. Asked my sis about whether I should try out for that show on MTV. As expected, she said "I dunno" with a twinge of "don't even think about it" and shot my confidence down a deep hole. But you know what, I'm gonna do it anyways. Before I change my mind.)
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