Now this trip could have gone one of two ways. Disney corp and machine + the French (only joking) = cynicism overdrive. Or what actually happened. Which was the exact opposite.
In short it reminded my why I wanted to get into art in the first place. The designs, the wholesome family nature of it all. It was perfect. Sure I know the piped music and the other mind hacks they employ but I simply didnt care.
Forget gritty sci-fi shots, custom brushes, software packages and office politics. This reminded me what really got me interested in art. Appealing characters and wonderful environments.
My new aim is to try and recapture that raw eagerness I had before I necessarily had the skills. Often the skills and the niavity are mutually exclusive. The trick, I think if you can keep both, that is when the magic really happens. Now I dont want you thinking it's going to be all puppy dogs and rainbows from here on in. But I have to try and not take the work I do for granted in the fact I can do it. I mean, I should be jumping up and down out of my mind at all the infinite possibilities at my disposal. We as people have a habit of over complicating things, I know I'm certainly guilty of it.
Disney comes in for lot of flack. Some of that could be deserved but you cannot deny they put on a hell of a show.