Hello, My name is Tyler. I have wanted to be involved in animation since I was about 5 years old, and cannot imagine doing anything else with my life. I want this Tumblr to be my journal, in which I chronical what happens during my journey to make these dreams come true.
It does seem that animation is becoming more and more popular, and I shouldn't have that much of a problem becoming an animator... But what I am passionate about is considered by most to be dead- Traditional Animation.
I am currently a Freshman at the Academy of Art University studying Character Animation in the Traditional Animation Program. I still have quite a bit to learn, and have a long road ahead. Yet, as I have already stated, I want this to be my journal; here I can post my projects, share advice I learn from those already in the animation community, show art that inspires, discuss my fears, share triumphs, etc. I am excited to begin this journey, and would love for you to join me.
Atelophobia is the fear of not being good enough. I don’t know a single artist, or creative type, who doesn’t suffer from this. Artists are trained to the definition of perfection (i.e. proper proportions of the body, face, etc), and to be able to identify when those perfections are off so that we may deliver a more accurate likeness of our subject. So, it only makes sense that we identify everything that is wrong with our work, and when finished, we usually see the things we want to still change instead of the beautiful work that has been created.
My assistant manager also draws, though she has never been to an art class. She gets frustrated because she wants to draw, but ends up so overwhelmed and intimidated by other artists, that she gives up before she even got out her paper.
Intimidation is part of the gig, and from speaking with other artists, it never goes away and becomes a normal part of life. I remember hearing Andreas Deja speak about Ollie Johnston while working, I believe, on The Rescuers. Ollie had finished, essentially, a large chunk of work, and gave it to his assistant to finish. Being that it was Friday, the assistant decided to take the work home to work on over the weekend. She got all of her things, grabbed Ollie’s drawings, went to her car, and drove home… It was only when she got home that she remembered that she had left the drawings on the roof of her car. On Monday morning, she timidly went to Ollie’s office to show him the mangled drawings she was able to find out on the street near the studio after she drove back Friday evening; Ollie knew he had to do all of that work again, but he procrastinated. He would wander the studio lot, he even went to go see his friend Frank Thomas who looked at Ollie, and asked, “Don’t you have a scene to go work on?”
My point is that intimidation is a normal part of being creative. We’re trained to have a careful, and judgmental, eye that criticizes everything no matter who makes it. We just have to be able to stand up (or rather sit down at our drawing desk/board/table/etc.) and get started, trusting that it’ll come out in the end.