My siblings and I went to Disneyland for a Saturday last weekend. I really enjoyed the little how to draw so-and-so class, it was so cute and I loveedd the set... look at that thing! I seriously felt 10 years old again... lol. I also bought "The Alchemy of Animation" by Don Hahn--the book gives a basic review of the process and the players in creating an animated film, he provided just enough detail and personal experience flair to reignite my hope and motivation to draw draw draw.
So on a similar note, fueled with a sense of urgency and idealism once again (yay true final summer) I started a new sketchbook based on a quote I half-remember from a Chuck Jones biography about how it takes 1000 bad drawings to get a good one... but since I wanted an accurate quote I scoured the internet, failed, and settled for
“…it was no discouraging surprise to me that my first instructor at Chouinard Art Institute… greeted his beginning classes with the following grim edict: ‘All of you here have one hundred thousand bad drawings in you. The sooner you get rid of them, the better it will be for everyone.’
This was not a discouraging statement to me, because I was already well into my third hundred thousand.”
So wish me luck and perseverance! Since pursuing art isn't my career priority (although it is a life, self-fulfillment, priority) I feel guilty for spending too much time on one drawing or illust. unless I have some serious emotional investment in it. This means most of my skill is going into basic pencil drawings and I'll have a weakened sense of color and lights and darks.... oh but GODDEERNIT you will see progress in my ability to infuse marks on paper with life. Aww yea.
