We all compare. We know it’s bad. We say we shouldn’t. But we still do. Some of us are improving though.
Perhaps just as ex-smokers need Nicorette, compulsive comparers need a trip down memory lane. Becky Lang coined the term, ‘badspiration‘ on the Tangential and I love that. Sometimes when I realize how much I’ve improved since college—since six months ago, I don’t have to worry about being good enough because I know I’m moving forward.
I know I’ve told this anecdote before, so if you’re an old Chipper Things pro, you can just skip to the selfie below.
When I was flying somewhere absolutely fabulous last year (Iowa), I killed some time by throwing down some doodles in Mr. Moleskine at the airport. A 12 year-old boy sat down next to me and told me he could “never draw that.” I told him he could. I asked him if when he was five he ever thought he’d be able draw the way he does now—with seven more years of practice. He agreed that he would have been pretty impressed with himself. I told him I was an ancient dinosaur who was twice his age. If he thought HE improved after just seven years, I told him how much I’d improved in the 12 since I was his age. It was a sweet moment and I think he understood.
Now for the Danny Tanner moment you’ve been waiting for since the final episode of Full House aired on May 23, 1995…
Let’s remember how far we’ve all come!
You don’t need my self-portrait from second grade to illustrate this point, but I thought it was a good way to flesh out this blog post. My more recent portraits don’t look much different, but I have improved some. Are you wondering why there’s a snot line? My 28-year-old brother, Ryan Murphy, has come a long way too. He doesn’t draw boogers on my art anymore, and I think that’s pretty cool.
Thoughts on comparison, how far we’ve come, badspiration or brothers drawing boogers on your art?