clerestory | Sometimes it takes that much. (3/31/11)

The promised disaster from yesterday's art class. I was already frustrated and emotional, and that carried over into studio time.
Points made by my art professor I'd do well to remember:

My job is not accuracy, but believability, emotion, and movement.
The struggle is an important part of the process.
Sometimes you have to go outside and jump up and down and scream. "Sometimes it takes that much."

I did, after trying for the better part of 2 hours to ignore my frustration and keep trying, end up leaving the room for 10 minutes and having a quiet crying spell in the bathroom. Unsurprisingly, when I went back to work, everything fell into place.