Personal Narrative: Anime

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In the middle of the sixth grade, my family decided to move, which would have been alright if we hadn't moved a town over. This caused us to move schools, but not school districts. This made it difficult for me to accept because my friends were close to me but I could not talk to them. As a coping mechanism I tried to immerse myself into anything that would keep me stable and not breakdown. Unfortunately, the main thing that kept me stable was anime. Anime became my life, and I slowly became obsessed. Because I became obsessed, I started to draw my favorite characters. And from those characters I started to study the human body and its movement.
I spent hours reading about color theory and applying it to my work. But to me it wasn't enough, I slowly became obsessed with making the portraits as realistic as possible but I was quickly hit with a block in the road. It became increasingly hard to apply so many points into one portrait and I became frustrated. Everything that I created, I hated. If one small thing came out wrong, the entire piece was trash.
The amount of paper and money I spent on supplies was quickly running out and I soon came to art block. Anytime I wanted to draw, no thoughts came to mind. I felt as if I had run out ideas. Everything had been either been done or was a
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My art shifted from realistic to semi realistic where I could implement both, cartoon and realistic styles. Any time I had felt lost, I just picked up a pencil, and drew characters from another universe. But again, I became unsatisfied with the direction my art was going. It still wasn't good enough to me and it became repetitive. It became an equation of how to build bodies and not just a loose activity. Instead flowing lines it became head, torso, legs, and arms= a standard human. I felt like a factory pumping out cheaply made