The Great Aggravation, or, Why Life Isn't Fair

Maybe now isn't the best time to write.  I'm seriously aggravated.

And, I'm listening to music.  Rap, even.  Is it wise to listen to heavily lyrical music while writing?  No.

Do you ever spend a lot of time on a project, you like the results, then you hate the same image 2 hours later?

That just happened to me.

The annoying thing is that simplicity and complexity have nothing to do with the attractiveness of art.   Art is compelling or not regardless of its sophistication.  There is often no discernible difference in artistic quality between good looking art and mediocre art.  It's just that one person's collection of lines is more fun to look at than another's.

So, the only way to make compelling art is to keep drawing bad images over and over and over and over...  The worst kind of trial-and-error.

And some kid comes along who makes all the right kinds of lines.  Not because he's practiced more than you, but because he has a particular way of thinking, moving his hand, and thinking about things that cause him to lay down attractive lines.  He's lucky.

End of rant.

Guess some of us have to learn the hard way.