- Frederick L Collins
But I still like it.
And OMFG... I hate my job. You see, you think drawing caricatures would be fun. It's not. It's not even, like, boring enough to allow me to just stand there all day and think about Crispin or Ford/Arthur, or whatever is tickling my fancy this particular week. Noooooo, I have to interact with people. I can't just wait for people to come by and request to be drawn, I have to go out and physically rope these people in. I am not good at this. Today was an awful day for everyone at our stand though. And after awhile you get really, really fucking sick of drawing people and not doing it well. But doing it far better than other people. Other people who totally get Main Stand while I get a damn satellite. There are two, maybe three, people who shouldn't have been hired based on their talent (or lack thereof). And if they hadn't been hired it would have given the rest of us, who do tend to do higher quality drawings, more opportunity to make money.
How fitting that the day I sign over for commission is the day I make a grand total of $20. $5 for eight hours of work! :D I want to die!!!!
What also sucks is that my line art is not as good as most of the other artists, but my coloring is far, far superior. Since I've always been really into color and color theory and stuff like that (plus I spent a good chunk of time doing watercolor and acrylic paintings) this is no surprise to me, but it make other people go "Ooooh." But color is more expensive, dammit, so most people don't want to pay for it even though I could do a neato job with it. No one ever wants to buy full bodies either, which are also more expensive. But so cool! And fun to do! People suck.
Hate, hate, hate. Days off this week are Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, so only expect me to do actual... stuff... around those times.