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Cerulean
Warm up sketch of the day. This illo doesn’t mean anything again. It’s just me going crazy in Photoshop and finding some footing and direction.
Currently, I’m organizing my thoughts for a few paintings though. This is my problem when I do set out to make art, my brain first becomes a shriveled walnut of jumbled thoughts. At the moment I’m struggling. Ask me to make art that reflects me or what I like, than I shall work on that and think on that longer than if I have to design for someone or something else. That’s how I was trained in uni, but during that process I was choking my own aesthetic voice to death. I apparently am taking a degree that kills your soul, but I guess this is only for when you’ve truly forgotten your passion to create art.
Recently, I’ve been trying to revive and rediscover my voice as an artist. And it’s a hard and slow journey. But I’m up for the challenge. Because I’ve made the impractical decision to be an artist. And I shall die like every other average artist, unknown, unappreciated, and broken. Blegh…
Don’t go to art school, kids.

Cerulean

Warm up sketch of the day. This illo doesn’t mean anything again. It’s just me going crazy in Photoshop and finding some footing and direction.

Currently, I’m organizing my thoughts for a few paintings though. This is my problem when I do set out to make art, my brain first becomes a shriveled walnut of jumbled thoughts. At the moment I’m struggling. Ask me to make art that reflects me or what I like, than I shall work on that and think on that longer than if I have to design for someone or something else. That’s how I was trained in uni, but during that process I was choking my own aesthetic voice to death. I apparently am taking a degree that kills your soul, but I guess this is only for when you’ve truly¬†forgotten¬†your passion to create art.

Recently, I’ve been trying to revive and rediscover my voice as an artist. And it’s a hard and slow journey. But I’m up for the challenge. Because I’ve made the impractical decision to be an artist. And I shall die like every other average artist, unknown, unappreciated, and broken. Blegh…

Don’t go to art school, kids.

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