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How should I price my art?Hi,
If you spend a lot of time in the DA forums, you will see this topic spring up again and again. Whether you want to earn a living doing freelance art, or you just want to do an occasional commission, the following guidelines may help you. For the purposes of this journal I'm going to assume that you developed sufficient skill for potential clients to want to purchase your work. If that is not the case, then get back to studying and practicing
1) Why is it so difficult to choose a price? Why can't someone look at my art and tell me what to charge? Because your ability to sell something is not just a matter of assigning a price based on your skill level! If three people can draw the same drawing with the same level of skill, one might be able to sell the art for $10, another might be able to sell the art for $100 and the third might not be able to sell it at all depending on how good they are at "marketing" (seeking out or attracting the best clients and convincing them to
Here's a touching storyIn 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Louisiana State University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.
The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked ov
The Old Man in the CornerAn old man sits in the corner.
He mutters to himself, with words of disgust.
No one is around, he is all alone.
They have all gone far away.
He was not always like this:
A bitter old man who forgot how to smile.
It was a slow development
That gradually grew over time.
He used to be a caring man.
He loved his family, friends, and neighbours,
But slowly money became more important to him
And he spiralled further and further out of control.
It started with saving a few dollars, which isn't bad.
Everyone likes money in their pocket.
But as he gained more ideas to save cash,
His happiness slipped further and further away.
He would complain at restaurants so he could get free meals
And began getting things only on discount.
He would also begin harassing his own family
And friends suffered endless complaints.
He barked, bugged, and berated.
He complained, insulted, and more.
He angered his peers until they could take no more
And left him to his increasing misery.
He had all the money he saved
Animal SoundsThe cow says...
The duck says...
The horse says...
The sheep says...
"I refuse to learn life's lessons
And apply them to myself,
Because I've insecurities
That I don't put on the shelf.
I have my own problems like
My sisters and my brothers,
But I won't fight my own battles,
So I push them right on others.
I know when I am wrong, but
I always argue that I'm right.
I'm afraid to admit my faults,
So I purposely pick a fight
With someone who is not afraid,
Someone who is strong, but
I pretend that they are me
And drag them down into my rut.
How dare they face their problems
When I can't face my own?
They must think they're special
Just because they fight alone.
In their bad situation,
I'd act a certain way.
I'd cry out for attention,
Shameful, be that as it may,
They surely do the same,
No way are they so honest!
I'm a terrible person, and
So are they, that I promise!
I don't believe in truth
Because I can never tell it,
I lie to get my
A guide on making an art portfolio.Hello! Very often people ask me to review their portfolio, often enough to detect a certain pattern of wrong choices that cause potential proffecional artists to sit longer on the side bench than necessary.
The following article serves as a guideline but in no way it it the absolute truth or only route into getting yourself a concept art position or illustration job. See it as a checklist, before approaching your dream job.
It's the big artist dream to simply paint what you like and be able to sell that and make a ton of money so you can simply keep making what you like. Even though there are some artists out there that are pretty much living this dream reality, it is incredibly rare.
When you want to be an artist working for commercial things like: movies, video-games, tabletop games, tv-shows, graphic novels etc, you have to inevitably compete with tons of other great artists. A lot of those artists don't know how to market themselves though.
(The art featured in this j
What Certain People of Tumblr Don't UnderstandThere is literally nothing wrong with being cis,
your very existence does not make you transphobic.
You are not an oppressor by default,
do not blame yourself for someone else’s transphobia,
because it’s not your fault.
Racism isn’t restricted to just whites.
Anyone can be a racist,
you need only express a prejudice.
Sexism is practically the same,
no matter the gender,
it goes both ways.
Mental illness is not some fad,
it’s not something to be tossed around so freely,
like some badge.
It’s not something you can self-diagnose you have,
therefore using it as an excuse to act like an ass.
There is a stigma created when you act out, you see.
And the world associates mental illness
with your disgusting tendencies.
It is horrific and cruel to use mental illness as an excuse,
especially when the illness you claim to have is not
Feminism is not for every boy, man, woman or girl.
It is not a cure that will heal inequality in our world.
Current Residence: Pluto, protesting its non-planet status.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: My clothes are mediums... Your ancestors say hello.
Favourite genre of music: I'm like Baskin Robin's: 39 varieties...
Favourite photographer: Eolake Stobblehouse
Favourite style of art: Many media
Operating System: Mac OSX (Leopard)
MP3 player of choice: My laptop
Shell of choice: Nautillus. Those univalves are wacky.
Wallpaper of choice: Sherwin-Williams
Skin of choice: AcidBathSadie's -_^
Favourite cartoon character: Sawa from Kite or Vampire Hunter D
Personal Quote: "Groovy."