It’s something called, “endless years of blood, sweat, and tears.”
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Almost everyone I’ve met (fellow artists aside) have said this to me in one form or another: “I wish I could draw but I wasn’t born an artist like you.”
Well, I can tell you for a fact that I definitely wasn’t born with magical art skills. Everything takes practice and dedication. That number you see above is only probably 1/4 of all the drawings I’ve made in the past decade (I throw out most of my less refined work).
So, roughly speaking, that’s 10 years of work and ~8,000 drawings.
And still, I don’t consider myself artistically gifted in any way.
There’s this voice inside my head that’s always saying, “You can do better than this. Look at all those artists you admire and how beautiful their lines/colors/compositions are. Leeeeaaaarn from them, young grasshopper, and persevere.”
It’s that kind of mentality that pushes us self-taught artists forward.