Friday 26 October 2012

Artist's Statement

When I start drawing, it reminds me of my friends for some reason. It may sound so cliché, but they appear as ghost and telling me that I need to finish an illustration. I'm currently on a path to be a freelance illustrator and an animator which is either a flexible or a troublesome job in the future. While day dreaming such goals in life, I’ve been dividing my time to practice, doing tasks such as writing a statement and doing shadow art of which I heard belongs to the subject by the name of Illustration. I use the pencil as the most, as an artist, and of course, it is made up of a graphite stick clothed with a piece of wood. It was because of my slow progression that I blamed the pencil as such a basic tool once, I became not only deaf but also blind for a limited time. My stubbornness finally reached its limit that it was almost complaining to me; I listened to the whispers of society and opened my eyes to a paradise the world showed me. Taking an advice from a friend, he said. “An artist never blames his equipment”, and following his advice I went home with full speed to research using my slow internet the images of various artists who use pencil as their main equipment. Learning from that little chat made me stick to the pencil, and it’s not for the sole reason of copying people’s style, but as a discovery of my self’s stronger point. There have been way too many detours and diversions to the path I wanted to go to until now, but with my stubbornness coupled with overconfidence, I can clearly say with a breath of relief that this road hasn’t been bad at all. To start with, I had no idea at all of what I was doing, even having underdeveloped skills of drawing as my trump card which I was so proud of. I really thought that I was the best, and still keep thinking that I am, but whenever I see other people’s greatest work, to me my work is just a baby’s scribble, if not better. I start to think that reality can’t be that far, and I’ll just get the urge to laugh at myself for being an amateur. Although they may be better than me, I just can’t keep losing to them any matter how widely known or new they are. The thought of competing never crossed my brain in the slightest, even using unfair advantage of being experienced or not, but for some reason I believe that if I want to grow and be the genius I boast everyone about, I’ll keep drawing until my bitter end. I stopped drawing once, and I’ll most likely burn all my brain cells than remember a reason why. There’s a huge world outside of mine, and there lives loads of people who can connect with others: my friends kept telling me to follow my instincts and never give up, and until this day I have been drawing and practising even if it sounds like a joke. That is how I became someone I'm proud of today and the future: my friends are my inspirations and will always be, that’s why I am always reminded by them whenever I start drawing.

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