The haters kept coming, but they ended up becoming an inspiration for work that sold for several months’ worth of wine and bread. I found myself playing for hours at a time, completely forgetting about the noisy world beyond my screen and just blotting and swishing away at the canvas. This one was called ‘Who needs a house’Ĭombined with the classical music and the satisfying colors that emit from each brush stroke, the game quickly turned from mildly stressful to zen. The same felt true in the game for various patterns and shapes. My colleague Thomas Ricker once told me taking a painting class taught him to become more aware of the colors surrounding him. No one wanted to buy my poop or Don Trump portrait.Īnd a transitional phase when I realized button smashing a ton of dots make for a rather weird texture and shadowing / highlighting technique. There’s an art pop-py period where I used hella colors. But as paintings go for more cash, I found more time to devote to the craft, experimenting with new styles. The game is broken up into three acts, each with a higher scale of clienteles who are willing to shell out more money for your work - even if they exhibit the same mediocre level of artistry. (Your color selections remain the same throughout the game, which might feel limiting.) Eventually, a critic comes by and tries to make you famous by reviewing your work on on the newspaper and moving you to a nicer gallery with better foot traffic. Overtime, you earn new painting tools, such as a spray paint can and a pen.
They say I’m “not making art.” That the paintings lack “passion.” That I’m a “sellout.” It’s an experience not unfamiliar to those of us who spend a lot of time promoting their work on Twitter. This game is over /Sc1ltsMfox- Natt การุณรังษีวงศ์ July 21, 2017īut despite a variety of subject matter, haters would still stroll by and give rude, non-constructive criticism.
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