This picture started out a little whiny…
“it’s so hard to get motivated”
Then I tracked down the first in the sequence that I’d forgotten about, all youthful exuberance…
“I love being an artist!”
The second was a rebellion against all the “serious” art I was doing to get into visual arts at VCA…
“you can’t hide your influences”
…I didn’t get in.
The third was once I was settled into my first design job, and found those illustration juices leaking out the edges. Inspiration has never been my problem. Yes, I know there’s no muse of painting, there’s a couple for prose and one for astronomy even, so I made it up.
“get on with it!”
