Disappointment

It's funny how small moments in every day life can really drag you down. One prime example would be today. After spending the last year in a deep artistic slump, feeling too terrible about my work to convince myself to draw, I've only just managed to get back into the swing of things. It was as simple as finishing something, probably the first piece I actually enjoyed and felt good about in a very long time. I actually wanted to share it with people, silly me. So I went about my usual business of submitting the finished piece to deviantart, and attempting to submit it to a few digital drawing groups.I've essentially been rejected by most of them. Not exactly   the positive feedback I was hoping for honestly. One group went so far as to suggest I submit my work to the novice portion of their group. Could it have honestly been that bad? I know I completely changed styles of art recently, after feeling for a long time that my previous style wouldn't realistically get me very far if I were to pursue a career. But going from consistently submitting my work to the advanced portions of those same groups, to being rejected... It's mortifying to say the least.

Maybe it's naive to delude myself into hoping that others will enjoy my work as much as I do. I know I should be concentrating on drawing simply for myself. I know I have such a long way to go still. I just thought, that maybe at least I'd done a better job then novice. How could I have been so proud of something others thought was lackluster?

It's hard for me to feel so out of my league again. The reason I stopped drawing in the first place was essentially a slough of negative feedback over just about everything I was doing. Everything right down to the style I chose to draw in was wrong. If you hear it often enough you start to get jaded. I'd sincerely hoped that a change of pace would help refresh my love of art, but it seems I was mistaken. I hope this won't lead to another hiatus. right now I'm too depressed to work on anything.