If you follow me on social media, you're probably already aware of my most recent failure. For those of you that don't, here's what happened.
I'm 60 hours in to a new horse piece, so far I'm extremely happy with its progress. I crack a new pen to start scribbling my finish layer, the pen touches the page and drips a massive blob of ink right in the middle of the eye... shit! I scramble franticly like a uncoordinated foal to find tissues, paper, anything that's near bye that might soak up the ink before it settles into the page. But I'm too late and the damage is done. I tear up the page and walk away from my table.
For the first hour I'm frustrated and annoyed at myself. The second hour sees me calm down, coupled with something to eat takes the edge off.
I'm now sitting back at my desk thinking about how i put so much pressure on myself to succeed. I obsess over the pieces that aren't perfect, or didn't work out the way i wanted them to. Now that I think about it I've never produced a piece that I consider perfect! I'm not sure what I'd do if i did produce a perfect piece... probably change careers (joking).
This constant pursuit of perfection and drive to better my drawing ability is what i love about art. Let this be a lesson to anyone reading this, we are going to fail from time to time, but we can learn from it and become better for it!