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.