Sunday, October 17, 2010

ocean of wheat again... WIPi

So after talking to my professors and having my friends cast their opinions, I've decided to go with my weird doodly sketchbook style. I love doing it, and I think it sort of shows. There's less struggle involved.
I've been advised to stop trying to paint "great" like Greg Manchess or some of those other fantastic people I admire because.. My soul just isn't in it. You can tell I'm pressuring myself, and the work just comes out sad and crappy.

There will only be one Frazetta, one Manchess, and thousands of copycats, some just as good, some maybe even better.

I'm not that good. With lots of practice and forcing myself to do studies I genuinely hate doing, I could probably paint traditional realism beautifully, but dammit... I don't love it. And what the hell is the point of doing art if you don't love what you're doing?

I like drawing weird sorta cartoony stuff. It's sorta unique. And if I can polish this, I can find a niche, and maybe... just maybe find a job. Yeah, right.

Draw what you want.
Paint how you want.
Love it, learn it, beast it.

acrylic, on panel... courtesy my weird off kilter brain.

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