So I'm trying really hard to go throughh all 258 deviations that are left. Some are hyseterical, some intensely beautiful.

I'm becoming extrememly frustrated with my art. I'll crave to draw a beautiful picture, I know what it looks like in my head. Every detail I want, every line, every curve, every shadow. But when i hit the pencil to the paper, I don't become any where near satisfied with what I produce. I'm not progressing. I'm not expanding in my art. I don't want to draw doodles, I dont want to draw page fillers. I want to get back to drawing people. I get so frustrated I don't know what to do. I know I have the talent, I know I have the talent to expand. Kids at school look at some of my pieces and say, "Oh that's so cool! I wish I could draw like that." And I just smile and say thank you, but I know their wrong. It's not good. It's not where I want to be.

I'm just going to have to bite my tongue and keep drawing.