When it comes to this short animation...

How the hell do I bridge the gap between the spaces. A whole world lies in between me and that answer. So, where do I start?

First, breaking through the wall of, ‘that’s not art.’

It is.

When I paint, I paint with my heart. There is a deep visceral feeling as I put down my thoughts. There is a primal connection, animalistic, real. My hand gooped up with paint, endangering every other piece of art in my small room in my enthusiasm...

But, this ‘pencil’ in my hand that puts down anything I want on to an electronic surface...how do I connect one dot to another? No mess, no fuss, ones and zeroes when I am anything but...

My head feels like this right now. Ideas, feelings, my baseline, everything is just, wired. Almost scream-worthy...if not were it for the amazing community here. I feel this, ALL THE TIME, like electricity running through all of my nerves, but I still get stuff done.

This feeling straddling is weird, it’s there, but not, one foot in either world, real, but, unreal. Basic, yet, me. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and I need to remember that. Where I want to be is not where I’m at, but that doesn’t mean what I do isn’t just as valid, or as fun.

Art is context, and if I’m truly honest in this space, I just gotta be where I am, and not let that wall scare me anymore. I mean, if I do a hundred of these, yes, hate me because I’m stuck.

If you think this looks like a sixth grader could do it, thank you! That means I’m better than yesterday when I was in 5th. What will tomorrow bring? The point is I'm planting my flag here, and continuing on. There never will be a perfect moment for what I want to create...only now.

I’ve got some ideas and I’m on my way. :)

Wessel ‘21