“Animation is about creating the illusion of life. And you can't create it if you don't have one.”
-Brad Bird
For the past month, my work ethic has been paralyzed due to me searching for a productive balance while still living life for what it is. I reflected back upon how I've been living in comparison to others my age and I can't help but feel that I've missed out on a chunk of my youth... I won't dig too much into it here, but let's just say I feel like a stick in the mud, often opting to try drawing or do something productive with myself over anything much else - friends, family, relationships... But I need to continue letting myself being consumed by this dream and passion if it is to ever become a reality; I am not the most talented or the fastest artist, so my work ethic is all I have. But what part of me am I willing to sacrifice to preserve that ethic?
I'm really hoping getting back into the classroom and drawing alongside motivated peers will be the push to help me snap me back into it, but I feel that is quite dangerous because I would be relying on the outside forces around me and not from within myself.
Venting. Maybe I'm just hitting a limit and getting some kind of tunnel vision, maybe I'm just being a bitch. Hopefully by pouring a little of this in writing, it gets juices flowing a bit.
