Small vent: I'm very into animating. Seeing shows and movies inspire me a lot. I don't draw as good as I want to and I have trouble animating certain things. Animating stresses me out sometimes (I use flipaclip and it crashes on me sometimes which is incredibly frustrating) but the thing is when I don't animate for awhile I feel like garbage. So basically it's a lose lose.. if I don't animate I'm sad but if I do I'm stressed. I tried taking tutorials but I still don't feel confident to draw or even watch more educational videos.

Before someone asks:
Do I have a y. t channel? Yes ( I won't link it as I am not confident and not here to promote) I'm fairly certain I'm not sad about not animating just because I have a okay amount of subscribers. I don't expect my subs to be mad about me not posting in awhile since they are incredibly chill.

Also, I guess I have art block? When I animate I download so many audios and never animate them. I have trouble forcing myself to animate with those audios.

Anyways that's all I wanted to say, share your thoughts please!

well seeing i am an artist and i actually did a self portrait; i will describe how i painted it.   i used acrylic on a stretch canvas about 4 feet wide by 6 feet tall. i painted myself smiling in a soft pink long dress, white tile floor sitting on a white couch with a table behind and a vase of gorgeous flowers.   i also had a round white hat with a soft pink ribbon through it laying on the floor and on the table behind me was a lit candle. i kept it simple but soft and romantic.

i'm not too sure - if you could attach the picture

photography had emerged as an elite art pursued by a few creative individuals for a few wealthy patrons. but now, said bauldelaire, it was succumbing to "the great industrial madness of our times." it was becoming a mass production industry that catered to middle-class tastes, including a taste for gadgetry. the stereoscope, the first 3d imaging system, had turned looking at photographs into parlor entertainment. a "thousand hungry eyes were bending over the peepholes of the stereoscope as though they were the attic-windows of the infinite.

the previous answer given.