I'm working a lot, and I suppose I'd like it better if it meant I was moving forward.
But In the last week I spent hours browsing the Internet for references that I never found and probably lost about 10 hours working on material that will never turn into a comic anyway cause I wanted to finish old stuff. It's irritating to do, boring, and sad but if I don't do it it will keep haunting me... So art has been torturing me for about a week, already. I work too much, but I don't move fast enough, so I don't have much of a choice.
And tonight, as I was adding the finishing touches to a drawing that took a lot of my patience, and was pretty hard because I was trying a different type of colouring... the file broke. The only way to save it was to restore a former version, but the two hours I spent on tonight? Gone. The positive way to call these are "experience". The other way? A fucking waste of time! You guys know how much I hate colouring in the first place, so doing a hard colouring session TWICE? About as appealing and meaningful to me as the perspective of waxing my armpits twice in a row. Guh. And poeple say drawing is a "hobby"...
On a more positive note, though, and I guess it has to be the proof that sweat is worth something, my mother who's not particularly into art and who doesn't mind telling harsh critiques even if you didn't ask for her opinion, said something nice to me today. She said: "lately the quality of your drawings improved, it looks more professional." I'm gonna take this compliment gratefully, cause drawing can be a lonely and arid path. That's why dA means so much to me, the support you get here really helps. It makes such a difference when you basically spend your days alone and drawing is all you do! You guys are incredibly precious to me, all of you.
OK, now I need to get back to work.