Coping a phrase from the recently deceased Thomson is the least of my worries. This semester I had taken some art classes, partly to round out my cirriculum, and curiosity to how well I would be able to draw. The exercises laid out by my teacher gave me a good idea of wear I stand. I was competant, and creative: perhaps in my ideas, but not in the method of their execution. Though certein aspects of the lessons were confusing, I seem to understand after the usual student schtick of practice, review, redo. I have ideas, though who doesn't, and a vague compulsion towards digital animation. What I try to draw is always mared by my lack of patience, I can't stay drawing for very long. I can't seem to do anything for very long. Bluntly, I can't think of any one thing, or one skill, I can do/use competantly.
I'd like advice. As disruptive as I become in my work, I feel, at moments that I am getting somewhere. I have entertained thinking about careers in computer science, writing (a reporter maybe), or artist to varying degreees in the past years. Coming and going as I delved deeper into each and finding I lack some characteristic I could sense in others often portrayed as great by professionals. But mostly, because I could never learn how the building block of a skill connect towards its greater purpose.
I fear paying for schooling that proves to be useless for 'real' work , but I tI am not a good person to guide me. what If I learn the wrong things that way?
I hope someone is interested, and able to understand and help.
Before I can't think well I ask what I should do from/for this.
P.S. So how can I, a self proclaimed idiot, explain the problem so well? Just, sometimes at night, I can feel a lucid mind escaping my dense and unprofound thoughts for a short time. It seems to be my one and only skill...
P.P.S. Guess where I lost it?