routine, illustration friday #84
what else am I doing? using something that once seemed beautifull and making a living out of it. getting naked in the general indifference, providing fun and entertainment at the cost of my sanity then going home at the end of the day.
I'm nothing more than a gogo dancer executing her routine for a blasé audience and non impressed boss.
I have the great great privilege of making a living out of my artistic know how, but most of the time and especially those last month, the routine is really eating my brain, killing all the fun, castrating all creativity, I really need new challenges.
so no more 20/20cm. the new rules are
- no layers
- no ctrl-z (aka undo)
- no sketching
- every line stays on the final image
- minimal changes of brushes.
what do you think ?
the song is called "nancy boy"
listening to this song I realised there is ONE place in the world I visited with every each of my girlfriend (except one night stands and almost but not really girlfriends) and this place is ... nancy.
tells a lot about how faithfull I can be does it?
be reassured, I'm not depressed, I'm just slowly getting drunk.
*insert robot voice* (playing name that movie again)
it is 2.55 am.