I am sure at some
point in time we have all felt like great artists. We did everything the best
of the best and no way we could do worse. Then one day, after putting down our
pencils and brushes for a long while, we pick them back up. You say you just really want to do something, create something amazing. Sometimes you even go out and buy brand new supplies because it has to be perfect.
So you get home, new charcoal pencils in hand. You get out some brand new, clean white paper, and you sit for like 7 hours just trying to figure what the hell you should draw. Looking at all sorts of websites to get some sort of idea because you really need something great, something to make up for the lost time not doing any sort of art. Finally after the hours of searching for an idea, not even an exaggeration this is after at least 2 hours, you find the idea. A majestic ferocious beast. Something so great that it would come to life at every full moon, kinda.
A wolf, not exactly a werewolf but same difference I suppose. For me I started this masterpiece about 2 hours before I actually figured out what to draw. I sketched it all out, started darkening the lines. Eraser marks everywhere, making every line the exact way it needed to be. Shading in some areas, making some lighter, others a little darker. Finally, finished, all finished at last. It really only took like a total of 4 hours no more but still finally finished. Its a piece of shit. Really it is. All that work for a piece of crap but you might as well make the most of it right? Maybe just make it look even more and more interesting. Add some speech bubbles here, add one little splash of color there. Maybe even draw in a little bit extra to give it more pzazz.
Finally. After all this work. After all the rework. You have a great masterpiece of somewhat beauty and somewhat sarcasm. It all works though. After all it is art right? I always say if you can see it it must be art. Have you seen some of the things in museum? They look like a five year old drew it at free time during their regular kindergarten day. How on earth can some scribbles be worth a few million and your beautiful shit masterpiece only a few cents? As long as you see it as something of true beauty in the end rather than just crumbling it up and throwing it away it will always be worth it in the end. Someone in the word will appreciate your art, even if its only you, its still someone. So there you go, after all the work a piece of shit came to view but its just as great as you imagined, just a different sort of concept.