Like I’m not really pushing myself. Looking back a year, I feel like I can’t see a very visible improvement. Even worse sometimes I look back and see stuff that’s better than what I’m doing now. Eughhh. *rolls around on the floor* I see where I want to be, and then where I am, and the distance feels huge and intimidating.
I’m not fishing for compliments~ I know that almost every artist feels like this sometimes, and it’s certainly not the first (nor the last time) I’ve been struck with this sudden wave of artistic despair. But I needed to get it off my chest a bit, and I know that this is a common feeling among artists. Let us bond together in our insecurities. T~~T *hugs everybody*
Dang, I feel this way too. I wonder if you share this feeling, possibly: the drawings that I look back on that I think...
‘cause we’ve all been here.