So up until very recently, I've always been such a perfectionist about my work that I'd often get overwhelmingly frustrated with my projects and give up without ever finishing them. They needed to be perfect and right and good-looking. So I never finished anything, and the things I did finish were just so overworked.
Recently, I kind of just adopted this sort of "screw this, screw everything, I don't give a shit anymore" kind of attitude because I was getting so frustrated. I was just like, "I'm done with this. I'm just gonna do it and get it over with whether it looks good or not." And I kind of figured everything I did would be crap once I started doing that.
But apparently, it worked out for the better. My work became more loose and carefree, and just so much nicer and better-looking. I like it a lot more, and I realize now that perfect isn't always better. Apparently perfection defeats its own purpose.
Sorry I have no art to share in this post. I'm just kind of reflecting. I'm happy now.
I might post something for you later tonight if I finish it. <3
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