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I don't know who needs to hear this but...

Y'all are allow to use references. Like people out here are like using refs are cheating I...

Use references You're gonna look like a fool if you say this shit to someone who like...does this shit for a living

Please for the Love of God has references PLEASE

Anyone who says real artist don't use references don't know what they are talking about

I didn't spend most of my college career learning about art and history of for y'all to be saying this nonsense

Sorry, who is out there saying artists can’t use references? That’s like a huge chunk of the whole history of art?

It was a whole thing on devaintART in the early/mid 2000s. Like some people decided that using references was as bad as tracing. And there were so many young artists like “hey check out this work I did WITHOUT A REFERENCE because I’m not a TALENTLESS HACK who CHEATS to make my art c:”

It was a wild time lmao

That... that... they... Are they aware of like... every artist? In history?

This is how you get comic book artists that don't know how anatomy works.

Damn you didn’t have to kill half the comic book industry like that

Once an important artist that I used to admire , told me in my face (thanks of a conference ) that my drawings where mostly shit and then he asked me if I used references so told him yes , because sometimes I don’t know how things work , and he was more pissed and told me i was a bad artist , that I did not have future in the industry .

That’s one of my drawings and really , after that I had a hard time to draw again and my depression grew more day by day . Until a comic artist told me it was okay to use reference and gave me confidence to keep drawing again .

This is kind of a love letter, so I will  post this and then I’ll comment the story behind this two drawings. 

Okay, sorry if you are about to reblog this and my whole story it’s there, but tumblr somehow works for my like a kind of therapist, so don’t mind this message if you want, I just need to write.

The thing it’s that, since september, my life went upside down, problems arrived, and so did insomnia and depression once more, somehow, I managed to make this problems aside since I was in my thesis semester and didn’t want more trouble to come. But, when I ended the semester I felt tired, not only because of all the work done , but also I felt kind of drained, lifeless, just,,, like I needed to nap a whole year. I tried my best to convince myself that it was only stress, that indeed needed to sleep and just relax, but oh man i was wrong. Drawing have always keep my mind sane, helped me with my depression but this time, I couldn’t bring myself to do it,  not a single part of me wanted to touch my computer or paper, and I didn’t know exactly why.

I let time pass and nothing changed, I couldn’t bare to draw or sketch, it didn’t feel right, i didn’t have inspiration, motivation or just the will to make a drawing, I even felt like if I hated it. I think it was that. I didn’t like my drawings anymore, i didn’t like my compositions, lightning, colors, scales, nothing of my drawings liked me, and so I threw everything away, it didn’t felt like something i liked or enjoyed, it was just, a subject i hated it.

And then the worst to that problem came. Not just part of my family but people I get to trust and even love in some time of my life, kind of just... let all their thoughts towards me go. ‘Your art is not that great’, ‘I don’t know why you keep on trying’, ‘you are wasting your time’, ‘I’ve seen better’, ‘it’s kind of... mediocre, you know?’,  ‘no one really likes what you do’, ‘I prefer a picture rather than a ‘realistic’ drawing’, ‘maybe you should really focus on other job, for the best...’ I don’t remember all the comments, but I remember the people who told them. It wasn’t jealousy, it was the truth, I least I did believe them all, at the point where I consider of deleting every single drawing. I looked at every single piece I had made over the years and I felt so foreign to them, they didn’t bring any sense of happiness to me anymore, they looked empty and without a soul... I even looked at the mistakes of each of them and I felt worst... ‘how did I dare to upload this?’

After that I didn’t I kind of quit drawing for good, I will only do it for my career and that was it, so I focused my time in other things, like reading more books, watching new movies, spent more time with my pets, even tv shows, which I rarely do, and let me tell you this is kind of cheesy but I wasn’t very frenetic to watch the Mandalorian but, I did and maybe it was the push I needed.

I felt like a child. That’s it. My childhood came back in the first episode, I remember the first time I watched Star Wars with my brother, how we fight with plastic light sabers, how we dreamed to be Jedi’s, and the desire to have countless adventures. I felt amazed, like that Ratatouille moment, I’m not kidding, I felt the same, and so, I admire the show, the lights, the world, the creatures, the textures, the design... you don’t know how many times I said ‘I need to draw that armor, it’s to amazing’ ... I was in awe.

That’s is why it’s a kind of cheesy love letter. I can’t believe something of that nature made me loved again something I was hating at the moment. Since I don’t know how long, I wanted to express feelings in my drawings, I wanted the eyes to talk as well as a posture. I wanted lights to add feelings and colors to complete an experience... I missed that so much and I didn’t realized it before.

Still. I’m just sketching at the moment, I feel like I need to warm up again to do great things in the future. And so, to the people that didn’t like it in the beginning, well, I’m not going to stop drawing just because they don’t want me to, that’s how I express my feelings, how I share my point of view and what I’m best at.

So, this two drawings means a lot for me, much more than I can express with words, and after all, they represent the beginning of a new year, and new things to come.

Its fine though I’ll keep pushing through with the lying thought of “someone needs me”