Last post, I talked about doing what makes you happy. Or, at the very least, thinking about what makes you happy. But lately, I've been thinking of so many different things that it's hard to keep up with myself. Trying to get an Illustration & Design career off the ground is exhausting. This is mainly because I find myself wanting to do a bajillion awesome things at once. A snail's pace is what I've had to grow comfy with when my Crohn's was flaring, but now that my health is looking up, I'm trying to find the balance between thinking of wonderful and amazing projects, and finding the time and energy to follow through with as many as I can. So, I've decided to jot down everything I think of creating in an idea book [thanks, Natalya!], distinguish between what's possible right this very minute, what can be created in the near future, and the heaps and heaps of dreams I can mayyybe someday make come true. Then- I'll work from there.
I've been doing a lot of research on the young, artistic community in this city. Where people got their start, how to speak with small companies and art directors- like I'm even close to that point, and your basic industry etiquette. What surprised me is that I may actually be closer to the things that I want than I thought I was.
I find myself drawing pictures of princesses lately. I don't even like them. I just keep drawing them, held captive, high in their towers. I suppose I wish I still had my long hair to scale down the side of this 'you're-too-scared-to-jump-into-drawing-pictures-for-a-living' tower with. You've got to push yourself, and if there's anything I know about getting things done, it's that you take the bad with the good- and NO ONE will rescue you. Wayne Gretzky said that you miss one hundred percent of the shots you don't take. You think he struggles with drawing fingers, too? Maybe carrying around a hockey stick will scare people into hiring me.
That's going into my idea book. Right after how I'll ditch my
upcoming bone density test. Ick.
I find myself drawing pictures of princesses lately. I don't even like them. I just keep drawing them, held captive, high in their towers. I suppose I wish I still had my long hair to scale down the side of this 'you're-too-scared-to-jump-into-drawing-pictures-for-a-living' tower with. You've got to push yourself, and if there's anything I know about getting things done, it's that you take the bad with the good- and NO ONE will rescue you. Wayne Gretzky said that you miss one hundred percent of the shots you don't take. You think he struggles with drawing fingers, too? Maybe carrying around a hockey stick will scare people into hiring me.
That's going into my idea book. Right after how I'll ditch my
upcoming bone density test. Ick.
