I was looking back at alot of my old work and old journals, and I noticed things that was quite flawed about myself. My self esteem was terrible, and I was quite cocky about getting some form of artwork in my gallery. As time went by, I further lost even more confidence in myself. My work never got the attention I craved and I was living under the illusion that my art was actually decent.
At one point, I seeked out criticism to improve(on Concept Art) and in result I got zero responses. I felt like my work wasn't needed or fitted in anywhere. From there, I stopped caring and hit the books from Andrew Loomis and Hogarth to self teach mysel