This is a piece that I created a little while back. It was some of the first photorealistic works that I did. I am quite fond of the little guys, and despite my newbie status on this type of work at the time- I was happy with how it turned out.
I am posting an older piece because I am feeling very frustrated.
I just got off the phone with my youngest son, David. He is the one I bounce a lot of my ideas off of when it comes to my art. He and his girlfriend, Hannah are amazing artists so I do trust their opinions.I have been staring at my computer monitor for the last four hours, working on a new art piece when he called so it was a welcome break since mostly what I was getting done was feeling like a failure and quite sure I had lost my touch.
The topic of our conversation was artistic frustration, and he assured me that he goes through this same process with every new project that he starts.
I used to be a distance runner, absolutely loved it. I would run 6 miles three times a week, sometimes further if it worked out. The one thing though, the first mile was ALWAYS horrible. It hurt, I wanted to quit and go home, it felt like the run was going to be a total failure and really challenged my work ethic to continue the run. I never understood why this always happened, but it did, in every run I ever did. Once I got past that first mile, and I guess “warmed up”, then the run was fantastic and I couldn’t wait to do another run after I was done.
Well, with my new piece I am about a quarter mile into the run. I hate it, and I want to quit everything, hang up my artist hat, and find a new game.
But, I can’t. I just love doing it too much. And, hopefully- that “artist’s high” will kick in when I get my groove on and things start meshing.
Do you ever feel this way?
I hate that my son goes through the same process, it is a little depressing and frustrating, but perhaps it is the price to pay in this birthing process when we create something from our heart and soul.
Well, I am going back in, three quarters of a mile to go and then life will be good again.
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