I guess, in the end, I feel like I just get my ideas out closer to how I imagine them when I’m writing, rather than drawing.
I love drawing. I love writing, but I also love drawing. I know I have a long way to go in both aspects.
But when I write, even though I know I’m far from perfect, I still feel like I’m at least scratching the surface of what I’m trying to express. It’s far less so with my drawings, where I’m constantly dissatisfied. Nothing I draw, no stylistic elements I adopt, seem to match how I envision things.