The artwork and random doodles of Steve Townsley.
Have you ever found it frustrating having to do something you don't want to (as in, doesn't tickle your fancy) but it helps pay the bills?
So, let me tell you a quick story:
My grandpa on my dad’s side came over from China when he was pretty young— grew up in Chicago. He was in high school when World War 2 broke out; he joined up, and was put in the 407th Air Service Squadron. It was part of the famed Flying Tigers fighter group, and one of the first all Chinese-American units in the military. He fixed planes. He also shot at them when they strafed the airfield. With a pistol.
He was there when the Japanese officially signed the surrender, and was honorably discharged soon after. The very first thing that he bought with his stashed up pay was a sterling silver bracelet with his serial number on it.
I keep it within sight of my desk at all times.
After the war, he went back to Chicago, but his father was already housing too many Chinese immigrant workers (up to this point, most Chinese immigrants were single men because of strict immigration laws and quotas), so he had to move to Detroit to live with an uncle and finish high school.
One of his high school teachers noted his artistic abilities, and recommended that he use his GI Bill to go to art school. Of course, his dad wouldn’t have it. So, he worked in laundromats, owned his own grocery, and later worked as an insurance salesman instead.
70 years later, I’m the graduate of an art school, and I’m taking a break from drawing to write this out.
I guess my point is this: the time that you use to pursue art has to come from somewhere. At some point, a sacrifice was made by you, or others, to allow you to have that time. Illustrators try to make a living in that intersection of art and commerce in an effort to lessen that sacrifice. There are some that are doing quite well at that. There are many, many more that are not.
Even those artists who we view as extremely successful have to sacrifice time. It just comes from other places: relationships, health, or family, etc. The real struggle then, is to find that balance on how you are spending your time.
If you know that a life spent making art is your ultimate goal, then doing things you don’t like aren’t really frustrations. They are necessities that must be done to give yourself time.
I think this is why I cringe every time I hear someone say that self-righteous creed of the “creative class”: “Do what you love, and you’ll never work a day in your life.” That statement discounts all the hard work and sacrifices that you or others have made to be in that situation—what on Earth would entitle us to only work jobs that we love?
I don’t do this because I love it. I do it because I must.
It’s in my bones.
I dig this.
» Asked by Anonymous
reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
I SAW THIS ON MY DASH THE OTHER DAY AND THOUGHT “ITS WORTH A TRY” SO I WISHED I COULD GET A 3DS
LITERALLY LIKE 4 DAYS LATER MY DAD SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE 3DS XL HE BOUGHT FOR ME WHILE I WAS AT SCHOOL
IM STILL FREAKING OUT ABOUT THIS
holy fuck, I didn’t expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever it’s just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASN’T SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.
I WANTED TO SEE MY BOYFRIEND AND I DIDN’T THINK I’D GET DAYS OFF BUT THIS WEEKEND I’M HEADING UP THERE??? THIS IS CRAZY SHIT
SO LIKE I JOKINGLY WISHED FOR MY OWN LEN KAGAMINE AND THEN LIKE A WEEK LATER I GOT A LEN NENDOROID??? H ELP
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok I’ve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL IT’S AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
So last time I reblogged this I met Tom Hiddleston within the month…
i better meet rdj then
ok, making a wish…
lydia actually did this
I was sure I was gonna scroll down and the last panel would just be the artist sitting there doing nothing like every other “I’m gonna do a thing” comic I’ve ever seen so suffice it to say I’m very pleasantly surprised
IM GONNA DO IT
“Throughout the rest of the series, we’d have seen that whenever Lois encounters power, it has corrupted its wielder. The government, corporations, the military (poor Gen. Lane), they’re abusing their power. Until she meets the most powerful being on Earth. And he’s incorruptible. Superman’s therefore the most attractive man she’s ever met. Someone she can believe in, who fights her same fight with flights and tights.”
Dean Trippe describing his pitch for “Lois Lane, Girl Reporter.”
What a missed opportunity. What a shame.
Even moreso, what a damn shame that Dean Trippe seems to understand the entire motivation for the Lois and Clark relationship more than the people who actually run DC Comics.
Because that right there? That is one of the most succinct and brilliant understandings of why Lois Lane falls in love with Superman. It’s not because she’s some “damsel in distress” and he “saves” her. (As if the way we define a woman’s role in a narrative in the year 2011 vs. the year 1938 is at all an appropriate comparison that isn’t loaded down with cultural sexism across the board.) It’s not because she’s attracted to power. It’s not because she’s some kind of golddigger overcome with lust. It’s not because she’s some “beautiful pain in the ass” either.
It’s because Lois Lane hates men who abuse their power. She has been led to believe that all powerful people will at some point abuse their power and hurt people. And then she meets Superman—the most powerful man in the world—who believes the same things that she does and will not under any circumstances be corrupted. Superman and Lois Lane’s fight is the SAME. Lois doesn’t have superpowers. She doesn’t have Superman’s physical strength. But she doesn’t have to have it to be his equal. Lois represents all of those other special gifts that many of us have inside of us. Maybe we weren’t born strong or fast or as incredible athletes. Maybe we weren’t born to privilege. But maybe we have the will inside of us to make a difference anyway in any way that we can.
And it goes both ways. Because in Lois Lane, Superman sees a HUMAN without his abilities or powers who is willing to risk her life anyway in pursuit of justice. She’s willing to run into danger willingly and without fear if it means doing the right thing. She’s incorruptible.
That is the freaking attraction. All other sexist attempts to distort that attraction are just that…sexist. Dean Trippe got it. It makes me sick how well he got it while others continue to fail to understand it.
<3 don’t worry. good ideas spread. just because they didn’t make my book, it doesn’t mean the ideas won’t make it into the stories someday. that’s why i posted the early pitch stuff online. people saw it. it’s in the consciousness now. only a matter of time. :)