On December 31, 2013, I decided that 2014 was going to be a year for visual arts. I have neglected cartooning, painting, and just about any other artistic expression since I broke up with my high school girlfriend after she went to college. I'm 21 now. That was years ago, and it's downright pathetic that I let her negativity and lack of respect for my creativity to stop me from doing things. So for the last 6 months, I've been drawing my sister's webcomic between chapters. It was supposed to be a shorter ordeal, but I found that one page a week was about all I could pull off. And even then, that's tough, because I don't draw for hours a day like she does. But it's been really good. I've finally got my mindset geared for paneling out pages, telling a story, and I've kinda gotten better at drawing people, at least closer to where I was years ago... it's just starting to come together.
I'm going to see about taking oil painting at the community college this summer, and maybe that will help loosen my fetters more. I'm getting so much closer to my 2nd grade dream of drawing comics, and my sister's benevolence in letting me continue to screw with her comic has really really made me feel truly whole again for the first time in a long time. I'm so, SO blessed to have such a wonderful sibling who is so supportive, with whom I can discuss my ideas, talk about stupid internet things and all that... she's inspiring. And though I may be insanely jealous of her craaazy art skills, she's never lorded them over me and been nothing but the greatest friend I could have in this dark, creative-outlet-less void I've lived in the last couple of years. For the first time in forever, I feel like I can do it. I can draw a picture, add words, and tell stories. And I think I'm about to cry a little.
So, shout-out to Death-g-reaper, the best little sister in the world. And here's to the second half of my Year Of Art, may it be as freeing and enlightening as the first.