Pictures, get the fuck out of my head and onto paper this instant.
see also: pictures, get the fuck out of my head, I’m trying to fucking sleep
(^ me every school night)
I actually get mad that I have to do things like sleep and eat because they keep getting in the way of this. I’M BUSY, BODILY NEEDS, BRAIN NEEDS TO DRAW THINGS
This was me last night. I hate being an artist. I really, REALLY do lately. I don’t know why the fuck people envy us or want this shit itching their brain ALL THE FUCKING TIME. My brain itches. It drives me CRAZY.
My brain on a typical day…
Want to go outside? OMG LOOK AT HOW THAT LIGHT HITS THAT THING AND THE TEXTURE OF THAT OTHER THING WHERE IS MY SKETCHBOOK.
Want to ride the bus? OMG LOOK AT THAT GUY. I WONDER IF I CAN DRAW HIM WITHOUT BEING CREEPY. IS IT CREEPY TO ASK TO PHOTO SOMEONE SO YOU CAN REF THEM LATER. OMG THAT WOMAN IS SO UGLY! MUST….DRAW….HER.
At work - WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HERE DESIGNING SHIT FOR IDIOTS THAT NOONE SEES. LET’S GO PAINT NAKED BITCHES OR ELVES OR CRAZY SCI FI SHIT OR ANYTHING BUT THIS.
At Home doing freelance - YEAH YOU’RE DRAWING BUT THIS ISN’T WHAT YOU *WANT* TO BE DRAWING.
Get the time to draw/paint for yourself? - LOL HOW TO ART?
Give up and go to bed - LOOK AT ALL THIS AWESOME SHIT YOU CAN IMAGINE BUT FORGET BY THE TIME YOU HAVE FREE TIME TO DEDICATE TO IT. :D :D :D NOT THAT YOU COULD DO IT ANYWAY BECAUSE YOU SUCK. YOU MAY AS WELL GO TO SLEEP YOU SACK OF WANNA-BE-ARTISTIC SHIT.
Fuck my existence.
(Source: negacrow)
