I want to be an artist.
There I said it.
I think subconsciously this burning desire has always been there, but strangely enough it has only recently bubbled its way to the surface as a realistic goal.
Unfortunately, having my light bulb moment and deciding this was where my future lie was the easy part – now comes the work.
And boy do I have a way to go – when I compare the results I see before me with the vision in my head – there’s just something not quite right. Sometimes it’s plainly obvious, sometimes it is just a feeling that something’s missing without being able to put my finger on exactly what that is.
But this only makes me want to work harder.
Now this feeling of resolve is fairly new to me. Patience has never been my strong suit and I have had a tendency to want to be an expert from the outset in any new endeavour and become frustrated when this is not the case.
But this feels different.
I still want to be great at it as fast as I can, and yes the frustration is still there, but I know this journey will require patience and hard work – and strangely enough (for me anyway) this doesn’t seem to faze me at all.
Each time I create a new sketch and that uneasy feeling that ‘something isn’t quite right’ returns, I have more fuel for the fire, determination to find opportunities to improve.
I know I probably spend far too much time looking for books on this and that, tips and tricks in a bid to fast track some of this development, but with each new resource I find it becomes plainly obvious that I just have to stop consuming and start producing.
I want to try new mediums, new concepts but where should I start?
Start somewhere, start anywhere!
Start now and keep moving forward.
