But this time, I think I understand why. The pages I’ve been doing, even my practice drawings, have slowly become less and less recognizable as something I may have drawn. For a time, I thought that was a great thing. “My art looks like ____’s! If I keep at it I’ll be working in comics in no time!” Seeing my art look different was exciting and made me think that new doors of possibilities would open after a while. Not to complain that these possible doors haven’t opened yet, it’s more about me not enjoying my art anymore. When I look at my older pages on this blog (Yes ,blog. Lets face it. This is becoming less and less of a portfolio what with all the text posts.) I can see what I was trying to accomplish art wise and get a sort of feeling of excitement looking at my old work. “I could have made that panel much bigger!” or “the rendering on this part is too weak, I should have gone over it more!”. My Iron Fist pages especially come to mind. But with my most recent pages, the fighting tournament one and now even the newest set, I can’t bare to look at them or even bring myself to finish them. I get a feeling that I’m doing something “wrong”. And not in the sense that I’m an amateur comic artist still learning the ropes. When I draw now, I feel like I’ve put certain limitations on my work to fit a certain comic look. A lot of “black”, less rendering, a more simplistic style, etc. By doing these things that I’ve seen other artists do, its made me feel distant from my work. I absolutely hate starting anything over or dropping it in the middle. But, I feel like I have to try this set of pages again, this time the way “I” would do them with all the new knowledge I’ve gained.