I stayed up late to do the Illustration Friday challenge: Enough. It was so confrontational. Illustration is scary to me, despite the fact that I have been doing and studying art since I was five. Illustration is a commercial field, as in, not for one's own enjoyment, but for money. Cashola. Somehow I have always felt that I am not quite good enough to be paid for who I am and what I do. I'll give it away for free, but I won't try to be paid. This is just one of those landmines that my psyche has dropped into my path.
The fear in joining this illustration challenge is that I would be rusty, be not quite good enough, clumsy and awkward, have no defined style and nothing to say.
Then I remembered the Be Brave project (which I had been avoiding) and got up the gumption and...
And that's where the prompt Enough comes into play. Because that's the question. When will you have had enough of the fears? Enough of the self sabotage? Enough of the perfectionism? When will you finally put all that behind you and stretch out your arms, taking the leap of faith that you can fly?
Faber Castell Pitt artist pens and Holbein acrylic gouache.
edited to add: actually, I had trouble adding my link, and I have to put the kids to bed, so hopefully I will get a chance to do that after the kids have gone to bed. It is all still a learning process.