I have been working on this piece for 6 months. 6 MONTHS! Off and on, mind you, but still. This piece and I, we just can't agree. It's not becoming what it's supposed to be. It's not looking how I envisioned it would at this stage. If it were human, we'd be frenemies.
I want to quit this malarchy, but every time I try I hear my ex-art teacher chiming in: "Finish everything you start. Follow each drawing through to the very end." I can't remember his name, but I sure remember what he said. I took it to heart and applied it to all sorts of projects - I read painfully boring books all the way through, I knitted sweaters that I knew weren't going to fit, I listened to entire albums I couldn't stand... hours of my life I'll never get back. *cue world's smallest violin*
I now see this for what it is: terrible advice. Life's too short not to give up - it's just that simple. So bye-bye, fishies. Smell ya later.