Here's a story I'd like to share
I don't mind whether or not you care
I was young and stupid too
But my dreams are slowly coming true
I write this for the young version of me
In order for a dream to become reality
-PebbsWARNING: IT'S LONG! You can skip to the bolded part at the end if you really don't wanna read all of this random bull. It's so long, I don't even wanna re-read it for editing purposes, so please mind the grammatical errors
Don't know where that poem came from, but I just wrote it at the top of my head just now. Also, it's 2:30am...and apparently I'm feeling "deep" atm...
Anywho, so I wanted to just share a small story for anyone who doesn't believe that a dream can come true. Now, awesome things are usually never given to you on a silver platter. I mean it's like a game; you do random tasks that are mostly useless--but do help progress your story--and you come across a lot of difficult challenges that you may fail, but eventually win based off of learning from your past mistakes. I'd be lying if I said I always wanted to be an animator, but it definitely wasn't a random thought that came to me in an epiphany during my senior year of high school. Ever since I could remember, I wanted to be an actor because I love entertaining people and pretending to be a character and dressing up as them. That's why I always loved Halloween; because I can dress up and be a character for a whole night. As I grew older, my mother told me to try harder in school and try to aspire for a career that I have a better chance at getting because there's a very small chance I'd become a famous actor.
I then wanted to be a writer, because I loved to tell stories. Again, I was told that was still not a suitable job choice. In the 6th grade, I realized that I also loved drawing as much as acting and writing, and I remember it was Toy Story that inspired me to draw, and it developed into a dream at the age of 12 that I wanted to work at PIXAR. but again, told to work harder in school and aspire for a "real" job.
High school came, and I did just that. Grade 9 I was only in academic courses--Univerity Level: Math, Science, and English--I also had to take Phys. Ed because it was mandatory, and to be honest; I hated Art Class and decided to never take it again after that. grade 9 was a blur, and it was one of my worst years ever. I just sat in my house all of the time watching YouTube videos and drawing crappy pictures of Phineas and Ferb fan-art/fan-fictions mostly.
Grade 10 was so much better. I made friends, took drama and video tech as my electives, and lowered down to college level math and science because I almost failed those classes in a university level because I fucking hate math and science classes. But I stayed in University level English, maintaining an average-Joe grade until my senior year where I finished with an 80% (the lowest grade in my senior year). I actually was one of the few people that really loved English class, because I love to read and write. Drama and video tech is where I made my friends, and to this day I'm still glad I met them.
Grade 11 was probably the best year of high school. Barely any problems, just cruising by while being in a school play, having fun in video tech, and having the most memorable drama class ever! (Seriously, I'll never ever forget that class). It was such a good year that I don't even have to say much more about it.
Grade 12 came, and it felt like Grade 9 all over again. I started to realize that I maybe only made 2 possible "keeper" friends that actually care about me, but even so, they still feel to loose to stay secure enough for comfort. I came and had no idea what I was to do with my life. All the eyes are on me, staring me down and expecting me to know the answer to my own destiny, but I just felt lost. I almost stayed at my high school for Grade 12B (A victory lap year is what we like to call it) because I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. then I just said, "Fuck it. I'm narrowing it down between 3 things I love the most. Acting, writing, or drawing." And that is all I worked on throughout the year. All of my classes consisted of English, Writer's Craft, Art Class (To work on my art) drama, video tech, and philosophy (because it's a fascinating subject to me and I always wanted to take it for fun.) Philosophy was the hardest class because I didn't understand any of the goddammed seminars we had to read, and the amount of bloody homework we had...But it was an inspiring class, and I'll never forget it. It was then that I realized I wanted to go to school for animation, but still work on my acting and writing on the side just in case I ever changed my mind...
I worked my ass off for the two schools I really wanted to get into for animation. One of them was Sheridan, and there portfolio was more about how good are you at art, and the other school was more about who are you and why do you want to be here kind of school. I instantly knew that was the better school, and by dumb luck I ended up applying on the first day applications were open because I thought that was the deadline. I got early acceptance in February because in that portfolio, you also have to write a cover letter, selling yourself to the school. that to me is more important than the ability to draw, because they want to know if you'll work hard to stay there as a student. I told them the story of a girl, who wanted to be an actor, but was shut down by others and was refused to try any acting jobs because it wasn't the right life choice. tThen I told how that developed my love of writing, but again, that was shut down by others. then I proceeded to tell the story of a girl who remembered why she started to draw as a hobby...because she was inspired by Toy Story. Then I said I wanted to be an animator for PIXAR, but was once again shut down to go into academics for a more secure future. It wasn't until my senior year that I realized that I was the one who is controlling my own destiny, not my parents, sisters, friends, teachers...just me. And so I decided that I wanted to apply for animation school. I wasn't only accepted because they loved my artwork. I was accepted because they saw a passionate, hard working and honest girl who just wants to do what she feels is right for her. I just want to entertain people and inspire them to do what they want to do. Whether or not this works out, I just wanted to say that no matter what happens, anything is possible if you just put your mind to it.
This is what I drew as a young girl with a dream: [2011--AKA the year I joined DA]
And this is what I draw now after years of passion and bloody hard work: [2015--My most recent deviation as of 08/24/15]
I think you get the point here. It's okay, I was terrible at first, it almost looked useless for me to even bother with pursuing any dreams of being an animator. Like seriously, I'm even shocked at the difference and I kinda see now why I was told to not pursue in art; because I was fucking terrible! But, I ignored everyone and I worked really hard and got to this point. This recent picture took countless hours and over a lapse of 3 days to finish. It wasn't easy, but I did it because I care about my art and my future, and you should too with your own future. It took me 4 years to get to this half-decent stage where my drawings are actually bearable to look at! And I've also noticed that I do way better when I have any references to look at. My tips to life is use references. Even professionals use references! Disney uses real people and animals to act out scenes for the artists to see how the body moves for them to draw it properly, otherwise it'll look ridiculous! Simba was made with references. To make the army men in Toy Story, they glued boards to their shoes and walked around to get the feel of the movement. They even use people for drawing facial expressions and drawing different body types (like I did with the recent photo above).Summary:
- Practise, practise, practise!
- Don't be afraid to use references!
- Make your own choices for your own future.
- Work hard at your passion for your dream to come true because it's never served to you on a silver platter.
- Use your mistakes to your advantage, and learn from them to become better at just about anything in life.