When I was a kid, I was fairly certain I was going to be an artist. My best friend (at the time) and I were always the "artists" in class when we were young. It was strangely competitive between us. She had a very good handle on realism, which is a set of skills that non-artists really respect. If you could copy a picture line for line by hand, you were considered the great artist (to untrained, untalented hacks, of course). But it was generally accepted that while my skills in realistic duplication were sub par, my interpretation was superior. I put much of myself in every drawing. She drew the perfect fish to see, I drew the fish you could identify with.
And There Shall Be a New World for All
And There Shall Be a New World for All
And There Shall Be a New World for All
When I was a kid, I was fairly certain I was going to be an artist. My best friend (at the time) and I were always the "artists" in class when we were young. It was strangely competitive between us. She had a very good handle on realism, which is a set of skills that non-artists really respect. If you could copy a picture line for line by hand, you were considered the great artist (to untrained, untalented hacks, of course). But it was generally accepted that while my skills in realistic duplication were sub par, my interpretation was superior. I put much of myself in every drawing. She drew the perfect fish to see, I drew the fish you could identify with.