My latest long-weekend obsession was surprisingly productive.
I learned a lot through trial and error with these "rough cuts" of a "Big Bads" series of paintings that I've wanted to make for a while, but didn't think I'd ever get around to - let alone actually succeed with.
I think I'm going to be happy to hang these up. In fact, I think I'm going to be happy to continue painting these things (though I'm almost through with the pack of canvases I bought...).
Go, me, I guess.
This has been a great distraction for the past few days, but my ambition has begun to outpace my ability.
Taking recommendations for art supplies that'll help with:
I got carried away.
Although my hand becomes ever unsteady, I decided to try painting the "Big Bads" of some games I enjoyed from years past.
I still don't know about this last one (Xagor). I don't think I have anything for lines this fine.
I was so nervous about starting a painting that I psyched myself out of starting last night after penciling.
"But the penciling already looks good by itself."
"My paints and brushes are so cheap, it's not gonna look good when it's done."
"My hands shake too much, I could never keep still enough to trace these fine lines."
"I'll probably get tired of looking at it, even when it IS done, and even if it DOES end up looking okay."
I haven't painted something from scratch since before I can remember (elementary school?), and I have no real idea what possessed me to start this weekend, but here I am, rolling with it, and drowning out my defeatist inner monologues with videogame OSTs.
I'm sure there's a lesson here about conquering perfectionism.