Art, Life, and Evolution

I’m listening to Richard Dawkins’ “The Ancestor’s Tale”. Dawkins reminds me of an excitable child relating some event he found terribly fascinating. I like him. He’s kind of goofy sometimes, but I like his take on things.

Getting an MP3 player was a smart move. Time I normally spent listening to NPR or nothing at all is now spent listening to audiobooks or podcasts. And of course I can listen while I draw, which is fantastic.

Speaking of drawing, I’ve been having a lot of difficulty getting anything done this year. That’s right…this year. And last year too, I suppose. There are many reasons, discipline and drive being the main ones. But other reasons too. My life is fairly normal for an American male. I work 40+ a week, have a wife and child, and enjoy doing some things that don’t involve work or art. So my time is limited. That limited time combined with a natural tendency to meander creates an artist that is not largely well-suited to the professional life. In other words, I’m not pro material (“pro” meaning “comic book pro” specifically).

And that’s fine and dandy with me. In fact, I like the freedom I have. I like being able to do what I want when I want. What I dislike is leaving people hanging and constantly worrying about deadlines.