Here's a (bad) picture of my survey wall. The empty spot was where my piece that got orangeslipped for the society of illustrators was. Hilarious, because it was the worst piece on the wall and (ima let you finish) some of the shittiest digital work of all time. OF ALL TIME.
I wish I could say that I feel better knowing that this semester is over and that all my hard work has paid off, but I can't. Honestly, looking at my work has never made me feel this discouraged or embarrassed of myself before. The harder and longer I work seems to put me further and further away from any kind of progress. I don't know what to do. All I want in the world right now is to get better, more than anything.
I have a lot to think about over break.