As a side note I need to convince myself to PRACTICE MORE. I want to get better with oils, but also I'm kind of scared of this real media thing? A contemporary artist life seems amazing, painting what I want to paint and having gallery shows and all that stuff... because I think people would like what I like painting, and sometimes I'm just not in the mood to paint landspeeders or dwarves or whatever for collectible card games. As greatful as I am for the work I just... I just want to paint my own stuff most of the time. It's a little soul crushing not to.
Is it possible to thrive selling originals and prints?! AH it's so scary to even think of turning down work... but if I could live like that... ooh mama.
I read and follow so many art blogs, people going to these awesome shows of these awesome artists, and it sounds so amazing but scary. I'm such a shy little noob, I've never really been to a gallery show and I feel like I'm hiding under a rug but I've still got stars in my eyes.
I've been talking with people on DA lately, honestly my watchers are awesome, SO open and willing to share info. I've been on a one-woman-expidition all over the web for as much info as I can find, I've been reading books on classical drawing and painting, and playing around as much as I can, and I do feel like I'm improving.. but it feels like... what then? If I paint some awesome stuff... what do I do then? I HAVE NO IDEA! Really, I'm drawing a blank... maybe I should hire an agent (well not really), because for some reason the LAST idea that ever pops into my head is the one that involves talking to people "irl". Is that what people do? Seriously I would have no idea how to go from "person who paints stuff and has that stuff just sit and collect dust in their apartment" to "person who paints stuff and sells stuff at gallerys and awesome stuff like that".
Really I think the internet has ruined the way I function in normal life. E-mails and forums are my native habitat, going out to talk to people.. at...places... my brain is finding it hard to comprehend how to do such a thing.
Anyway, sorry for the whiny post, I'm speaking from my ass... I believe. You see I fell off a ladder today and onto a paint can, and then onto a cold unforgiving tile floor. My ass is severely bruised from the paint can (and floor) so I think I'm channeling that pain into a whiny blog post.
OH WELL. Attatched to this entry is a not-so-amazing stylized doodle I did in like an hour.. aaah her face is weird? I kinda like it though :D
P.S. Did anyone watch EVO 2k9? DAIGO FTW. Ian and I watched and when Justin chose Balrog we were like whaaat? I totally knew Daigo would win though, he is a robot after all.