I remember when I was a freshman in college, during the second semester, we had a class that was in room 601A called Perspective.
It was every Monday (If I remember correctly) at 1-5PM and we were arranged alphabetically though instead of being seated next to the person who went before you in the alphabet, you had to sit behind her/him. My seat was at the leftmost side of the room, (Assuming you are standing on the platform in the front of the room) at the 3rd row and I was right beside a window looking at an apartment also showcasing me and my classmates to the construction nearby..
During those Mondays, I would dread that class, I — for some weird reason, couldn’t get anything. VPs and all that jazz.
Imagine having to sit through a 4-hr drawing class where you didn’t understand exactly what you had to do!!!!! Now you might be asking, “Why I didn’t ask any of my seatmates to teach me?,” I did. But I just didn’t get it. I could’ve asked again, but I was too proud and I was kind of shy — (I didn’t want them to think I was irritating). There were times I’d go to the washroom just to get away. It made me feel bad to stay in a room where I could see everyone getting the hang of the lesson while I didn’t, it made me doubt my choice of major. Alsooo, I think I did more than twice, I went roaming around the University grounds just to make time pass by faster and to make me feel better.. I was always verrrryy impatient for the end of the class those times because I was excited to meet my highschool friends who had the similar time of dismissal (Those days, I sincerely believed I didn’t need new friends since I already had some!! and I knew they would help me take my mind off my struggles with drawing)
My mom and dad, seeing how much I was struggling made me go to my uncle’s place to ask him to teach me. Little by little, I started to understand how to do it. (But with the help of my college friends also!)
Oh well, I wrote this post because I cleaned out/organized my drawer of plates, and I saw this —- one of my first perspectives. See how distorted it is?
Boy, am I glad I got past those adjustment days! (Believe it or not, I actually cried to Peng and A over the phone because I was really feeling so bad about not getting it!!!) Whenever I draw manually I still get frustrated when it doesn’t come out the way I want it to, and it is still far from perfect and unlike those talented artists but atleast right?