i cant explain what is going on with me right now. i feel crippled art wise. the skills and what ever talent i had, is still there. but something huge and horrible and stinks of fear, an old fear, is blocking it all right now.
i can get a small bit of art done before it closes in and i have to stop.
its like the stars aligned, but they are the evil kind. everything is against helping. the very mood of the land outside is making me feel bed.
i hope it passes soon. no one should ever get this!
But at the same time I know it will pass eventually, as long as I won't stop drawing!
But at the same time I realize that the only thing I can do is draw and draw and that sooner or later I'll be okay. What would be the point in being an artist or anything at all, really, if I didn't believe in myself in the end? Or at least if I didn't try? (:
You are amazing and your style is unique. You crank out art like no other. I look forward to your comic, when you aren't on hiatus due to life. I wish I could be as awesome as you. I have been trying to draw the same person for weeks, but every time I try I over think it and just flop. I am drawing him right now any barely have a base up for the body. Don't even get me started on the animals in this picture. My animals look like three year olds spat on a piece of paper. Well You could best me with out looking. You are awesome. Don't doubt it, ever *hugs* You are amazing and talented in away no one else could ever be, be glad you don't have someone else's talent or drive.