I am new to blogging. Please forgive a the ramblings of a novice.
For me, illustration is a bit like planting a garden.
You break the soil through hard graft and toil. You plant your seeds with tender hope and you wait impatiently for the tiny, fragile leaf shoots to appear. Then you solicitously hover over your seedlings like a proud parent. You celebrate when the buds appear, and finally rejoice when the delicate blooms lift their lovely faces to the sun. Unfortunately, sometimes though, the buds are nipped by the frost, and there are no blossoms in the Spring. However, finally you realise that spring will come again and there will be blossoms next time.
Illustration is as emotional a journey as nurturing a flower garden.
You are inspired – eager to begin that project. You can see it so clearly in your mind. You know what you want to achieve. Okay – maybe not every detail. But there is a tantalizing concept that is begging to be constructed and it tickles and teases until you start to put it on paper.
But, once it is on paper, you know that it is not quite right. It may even be way off. But that idea still lurks urging you to continue improving and refining.
Finally you get it to the point where you believe it is the best it can be. You wish it was better, and you know that if you did it again, it would probably be. But now you need to finish it, or if you do not, it will have been a monumental waste of your time.
So now the artwork is finished. You are ‘sorta’ pleased. You finished it! YAY!!!!
It is far from perfect.
Maybe you are like me. For a few minutes you feel like throwing in the towel. You feel sorry for yourself. Your artwork is never going to look as good on paper as it does in your head. ‘Shall I give up now?’ you ask yourself. But no! You decide that this art habit of yours is an itch that has to be scratched, and if you hang on a little longer, maybe, just maybe, one day you will be truly satisfied with your artwork.
I am waiting for that day. I can honestly say that I experience greater satisfaction as I continue illustrating – I am increasingly more critical of each piece of artwork produced, but I am also seeing the progress made. I eagerly await the time when I can be content with my work.
Or am I wishing for the moon? What do you think?
I am happy to continue learning and hopefully, with learning, my illustration work will progress further. But I am not patient, so maybe that is one of the ‘art’ lessons I need to learn too! 🙂
Do you experience your artwork the way I do, or do you feel differently? Please share your thoughts.
Please join me next month for a book review. Until then……