I sometimes need to remind myself that I don’t totally suck. There are days were I feel like I don’t have any good ideas, skills, or things worth saying and those are the days when I go back to the things that inspire me. I find myself and remember the reason I decided to do this stuff in the first place. I love art even when it’s an infuriating, elusive, and persnickety mistress.
And I do art for myself, because when I try to do it for other people, it actually does start to suck. I have to listen to my own creative voice and not let it get drowned out by annoyingly old-fashioned professors, critical classmates, or my own self doubt. It’s my job to curate my own creativity, and I shouldn’t be trying to pander to everyone else’s preferences. I want to make things I’ll be proud of and I’m never going to make anything half-decent trying to kiss up to someone else’s tastes and preferences. On that self-motivating note, I’ll conclude by posting something I’m maybe almost proud of, a first from this semester’s projects.
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