Last night i heard critics of my work.
i would say it broke my heart, but then makes me sound wick, but it did, and i assume that it was very hard to hear those critics.
Went home in tears, cried rivers because, in my true sense, i believed what i had done was good and all the emotions i have, all the places i've been, all the people i meet, and my experience. Everything was put in my work. But i guess i have to swallow my pride and all the rolling culture inside, take my cap, and do what others say.
Maybe next time i will have the oportunity to be creative again.
Some people are creative. others just learn a program. everyone can learn a program, but not many can be creative.
I've been mixing one to two programs a day. IT'S TOO MUCH! my ears aren't that trained! i get really tired! of course my work is going to be shit!
plus had two days to do "sound design" for a new program. IT'S TOO MUCH!
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