packyourbags
Well-known member
so guys, imagine that.
you are a failing animator, looking to improve your skills on a certain gorgeous morning.
you pick up your forgotten tablet, gather what remains of your trampled ego from a dark hole somewhere, and set to work.
after an hour you want to rip your insides out, but you convince self that well, you will have to fail a little before it gets better.
after two hours you are starting to seriously doubt purpose of your own existence, and want to just give up art, drawing, and life forever for the sakes of a heavily vodka induced pity fest.
after about 4 hours of solid work, you start seeing progress, you are actually going somewhere! you proudly review your work, and between little pieces of crap you see glimpses of future, and you start getting those images in your head, of fame and glory, and money to pay rent that was not earned by washing dishes/floor in some god forsaken restaurant.
and then photoshop crashes, and with the sharp, cheerful sound of the Windows' prompt you hear the crash of the sudden realization, that, too busy working, you have somehow, managed to not SAVE YOUR WORK, EVEN ONCE.
FML, lol XD
guys, how is your morning going? i hope that better than mine, lol XD
you are a failing animator, looking to improve your skills on a certain gorgeous morning.
you pick up your forgotten tablet, gather what remains of your trampled ego from a dark hole somewhere, and set to work.
after an hour you want to rip your insides out, but you convince self that well, you will have to fail a little before it gets better.
after two hours you are starting to seriously doubt purpose of your own existence, and want to just give up art, drawing, and life forever for the sakes of a heavily vodka induced pity fest.
after about 4 hours of solid work, you start seeing progress, you are actually going somewhere! you proudly review your work, and between little pieces of crap you see glimpses of future, and you start getting those images in your head, of fame and glory, and money to pay rent that was not earned by washing dishes/floor in some god forsaken restaurant.
and then photoshop crashes, and with the sharp, cheerful sound of the Windows' prompt you hear the crash of the sudden realization, that, too busy working, you have somehow, managed to not SAVE YOUR WORK, EVEN ONCE.
FML, lol XD
guys, how is your morning going? i hope that better than mine, lol XD
Not good at all
