This semester has been less stressful, but work is harder to get started.

Illustration is killer. In a bad way and a good way.
I'm really interested in most of the assignments, which is good. And I have Mark as my prof, so I know I'll get good feedback that isn't brutal as hell and he cares about us as artists AND people.
But each time we have a critique, I can't help but think like "Why am I doing this, there are so many more awesome ideas and mine is just not that awesome."
Like there are these guys in my class that kick FACE at illustrating, and I can't compete with them. I just can't draw the same way they do (which looks really good.) Mine ends up looking childish by comparison.
It's really discouraging.

And then there's this Drawing class. Ugh.
The prof is like...SO proud of her Native/Spanish/whatever heritage. So we end up looking up these Hispanic poets for no reason. And she gives all these shitty outside assignments that no one does well on because we have other shit to do, and they take too long to do well. And she makes us draw LANDSCAPES, uggghghhgh. Get out of my face.
And she's all like "You need to take more risks." but I've already tried out two media that are entirely new to me, plus I never draw landscapes, plus I never worked in color with drawing media before! What else do you want?!

Bleh. And Art History is shitty as usual, and she's making our final exam cumulative. Whatever.


Overall, I just feel like a shitty artist some days. I'm good at a certain type of thing, and it's really hard to expand sometimes, and other people seem like they're awesome at everything. -__-; Sounds mopey but I don't care. I think lots of artists feel that way.