The Beginning of Something Beautiful
This was the first time something has really clicked for me in terms of art. And I mean REALLY clicked in a way that feels like my own. Every artist goes through that period of trying to define their own style. For me, this was the final piece in that puzzle.
A style develops from a combination of an artist's:
- Unique perspective
- proficiencies and proclivities
- A third option probably. I havent thought that deeply about it. All good things come in threes
I've always been interested in making things. As a kid, that included drawing. I've spent a non-inconsequential amount of time trying to improve my artistic abilities. I have managed to create some works that I'm happy with, but never in the way most artists seem able to. My approach involved a process I referred to as Trash Alchemy™. I've also referred to it as the Turd-to-trophy pipeline.
Back on track
This project is the unique culmination of being mediocre at multiple things. I'm being a tad disingenuous here but for a good stretch, I was not happy with where I was.
The sliding scale between vision and method
There's this interesting phenomenon. When you start out with anything, you dont understand how things "should" be done and you know you cant achieve perfection on these early attempts. Your approaches are therefore grounded more in wanting to externalise something.