I want to be an artist.
More than nice shoes or cute outfits. A fine artist. I'm not out to be anything more than hobbyist right now, but that's what I want to do.
I know that technically it's really simple to get better at art--practice. But as am, practicing the way I want to is...uncomfortable, I know I should draw with the whole arm for long arcs and smooth lines. My huge arm and boob won't let me. Staying in one position a long time is torture. And the thought of being the oldest AND fattest one in a life drawing class makes me want to run screaming (well, walk fast screaming).
I know this just sounds like excuses, but it's the only explanation I have for not being able to use a tablet competently after using one since my second college year.
I want to have no excuses available to me, I suppose.
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