For as long as I can remember, I have drawn. Before I could write, I drew. Doodles littered the corners of my schoolwork from the time I was a child until I was an adult.
The doodles are still present on the corners of the documents I bring to meetings and on the notebooks I use to assist me at work.
Throughout the years I’ve experimented with as many mediums as I could find, afford, and then teach myself. Pencil drawing, colored pencils, dabbling with Photoshop to create signature photos for the fandom forums I was a member of, moving on to acrylic painting, reverting back to my traditional drawing, and then I realized something.
I am incredibly fortunate to be employed by a company that allows me to usually not have to worry too much about money—the fact that I almost never venture out of my apartment helps with that—however, while they give a lot, they also ask a lot. And that results in the majority of my day being spent there.
So after working 10-12 hours and making the commute home, it became difficult to drag out all of my art supplies, set up my space at my desk, and create things. After all, half of the battle is getting the creativity of your brain working, which is almost never instant.
Wake up before the sun is up, work for the majority of the day, drive home once the sun is down, complete the other adult responsibilities I need to in order to take care of myself and the animals in my care, and then somehow find the will to pull out my drawing/painting supplies, crank something out (hopefully) before having to wind down for the night to begin it all again, and then clean up?
I can barely get the dishes done after cooking a meal.
Where does a normal person find the time to do these things that define living an adult existence?
I suppose probably someone with a lot more drive to “adult” than I do… or at least someone who doesn’t work management in retail.
But I still longed to create.
That’s how I got started with digital art, which aside from my sporadic fandom Photoshop efforts when I was in my early twenties, was completely foreign to me.
Digital art suits my current lifestyle much more, and I’m slowly learning how to be successful at it. Someday I would love to be able to support myself on my efforts from it and leave retail behind. Retail is not a happy place for me.
Being able to do what I love is true happiness.
But to even have a chance at being successful as an artist, you must put yourself out there and continually create new material, stay relevant. This is difficult with my demanding job, but I am trying. This blog is an extension of that.
Life is too short to do anything but what makes you happy.