I’ve been trying to kick off the rust that’s built up on my drawing skills over the past couple years of creative inactivity. Going back through nearly a decade of cartoons and illustrations for the subscriber bonus book (which should be in the mail by month’s end) has reminded me that while I’ve never been a great artist by any means, my work wasn’t actually as terrible as I thought at the time. I suppose I’ve finally accepted that what I want to draw and what actually dribbles out of my pen are two completely different things, and it was pretty stupid of me to abandon something I’ve enjoyed doing all my life just because the quality of my work will never rise above “merely tolerable.” I can’t decide if this is a heartwarming self-confirmation or simply a lowering of my standards to embrace mediocrity, but whatever. I’ll roll with it.
I snagged a teeny-tiny (and stunningly inexpensive) Wacom Bamboo tablet to work with and promptly set about last night drawing an illustration of Capcom’s 1943 for a new project. Since I’m so painfully out of practice, this consisted of copying a reference image from Wikipedia and completely failing to do anything interesting with it!
But even if this attempt kind of sucks and is unconscionably boring to boot, it’s feels nice to be doodling again. Hopefully my efforts will improve in the coming months. Soon, I too shall once again be… mediocre.