Drawing again =D! After half a year not even attempting to catch a pencil, the past two weeks have been so productive that I just don't know what to do with myself.
Not that I got any better than before, but, at least, it feels less suffering to draw. I don't condem myself so much if it isn't perfect. Certainly, that's a plus.
Let's see if I can scan some, edit it and maybe, just maybe, make it available to everyone's (inquisitorial) eyes.
I hope so.
Things are going in a ridiculously cliché and positive way! I was hired, I got a raise in salary, I made my first job travel to Rio de Janeiro and me and my boyfriend celebrated 5 years together. Was it told to make you feel jealous? Not really.
What is truely weird is that I feel like something is about to change for good. That my career is about to give a ride to more creative parades and that I will finally test myself in it. But will I be good enough? Will it give me satisfaction in all ways (financially included)? Hope so.
It's so easier to follow a straight road. However, I guess it was not made for me.
As a human being, I like to blame others. I blame the lack of a tablet for not being able to draw properly on Photoshop. I blame my rusty brushes, they turn me unable to paint in old school way. I can't stop blaming my too digital camera, which is impossible to configurate. And I blame also my city, a state capital, but a small one, far away from the big centers and the sophisticated art materials.
In the same way, just because I am a human being, I'm getting tired of blaming. It doesn't help, does it? And when I think of all the things I've learned because there were not the proper conditions, the proper orientation or materials, i have to