Everything I draw ends up wearing a bow-tie

mortalityplays:

Sometimes I get down on myself because the comic isn’t turning out quite right, or I’m not measuring up to where I want to be, or everything just takes a little too long to come together, and it’s very tempting to just say “you know what, I tried”, move on, and leave it at that.

But then I realise:

• all of my most exciting and inspiring new friends are people I’ve met by doing this difficult thing
• all of the accomplishments I’ve been most proud of are the tiny victories that come along this difficult road, that will be invisible in the long run, but which make me happy and proud for myself.
• all of the new skills I’ve developed and new mediums I’ve explored would have passed me by without this reason to dive into them
• in the last few years I’ve learned a language of storytelling that is unlike prose and unlike pure illustration and unlike animation, but has given me new insights into all of them
• every night that I fall into bed tired, I’ve made something that will be real for as long as I am, if not longer

It’s not at all about who I am right now, or what my work was today or yesterday. It’s about the colour and vitality that trying brings to my life. I’m writing it down so I remember. And maybe so you do too.

(via leppu)