#the creative process

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faerie-daze:

two essential skills for artists

“good enough” and “fuck it”

“good enough” is when you are working on something and are happy with most of it but can live with a few imperfections, useful when needing to move on from sketch to inking/coloring or what have you.

“fuck it” is when you absolutely hate what you’re doing every step of the way but you post it anyways, very useful during art blocks.

both are useful to help you move on and not obsess over making it perfect, because art is anything but perfect, even photo realistic artists probably see imperfections that someone else might not catch 

these can also be applied to other things in life

Good reminder for cosplay, hot dang

You know when you’re just sketchin out an idea and you have a bunch of doodles all over the place like this

But then you’re like WAIT A SECOND

THIS ONE! THIS IS THE CHOSEN ONE! EXACTLY AS I ENVISIONED IT!!!

But then you’re like “yeah but just coz the sketch looks good doesn’t mean you can line it”


…OR CAN I?!

WOAH NELLY HOW DID THAT HAPPEN

Yeah but it won’t look good if I colour it

…OR WILL IT?

OH BOY

OH BOY!!!

But now I’m too scared to continue in case my luck runs out and I ruin it forever.

But do ya feel me? Like, when you do something well and you’re like “I should quit while I’m ahead” but you’re also like “we can become stronger, we can push the limits” and it creates a lot of internal conflict between your fear of failure and your lust for world domination?

Also I have like five projects to do and I shouldn’t be doing this.

It’s Yuri Plisetsky btw.

“Making art won’t feel like reparative labor; it will feel like sanding aluminum for eight hours and breathing in toxic dust, wondering why you’re not hanging out with your family or binge-watching Netflix or visiting your sick mother or performing labor guaranteed to pay instead of cost. It will feel, and perhaps it will be, indefensible, despite your developed ability to claim aluminum sanding as a blueprint for a utopian future.”

-Maggie Nelson, from On Freedom: Four Songs of Care and Constraint

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