The Dangers Of Comparison

Well - been a while. As I am the only person who sees this blog (seriously, my statistics page backs this claim up), I'm not too ashamed about not posting here for two months. Partially, my new job has been running me through my paces, but mostly I haven't felt like painting due to the mistake of comparing my work to others.

When I have time, I enjoy browsing the blogs of others to get ideas and inspiration. Unfortunately, I have been looking at the works of "Golden Daemon-level" painters as well and have been getting that annoying "why bother?" thought in the back of my mind. While I don't really think that I'm a bad painter, I'm not really an artsy-type either; I don't really feel the need to blend 10 layers for a shade, or work on my OSL or perfect my NMM (actually, I've never seriously tried NMM - I have my metallics RIGHT THERE).

The problem is that once doubt starts to creep into one's mind, it's tough to keep it out. While I was on my training schedule at work, I tended to be too exhausted to even want to pick up a paintbrush but now that I'm on my regular shift (three 12 hour days in a row, giving me 4 days off thankyouverymuch) I have been working to exorcise the demons of Doubt out of my brain and actually get shit painted.

Maybe with an Exorcist kitbash?

Eh, I'll get over it. I'll make sure to start putting those four days to good use (I spent the past three of those days just putting my hobby area in order - it was kind of a wreck after nearly two years of hobby indifference).

A skeletaur did get finished, though. One, that is. His buddy was attacked by a cat
and I haven't found the heart to fix him yet.

(Edit: Ooo, sorry about the harsh picture - I didn't feel like setting up my photo stuff. The mini looks better in real life, really. REALLY.)

If anything, I need to get back to work just to keep the Ghost of H.G. Wells happy. Can't have a sad ghost blubbering around the joint, can we?