“skip learning basic anatomy & proportion rules, what you want to work on first is developing your own style. :)”
When I was but a mere fourteen year old freshman I had a basic drawing class with who would become my favorite most influential teacher ever. It was an upper level class so I was scared and younger than everyone but somehow I was top of the class with my prior art skills in realism and such. There was this eighteen year old senior named Harmony that was dead set on art school… The only problem is she only drew like really bad anime but everyone starts somewhere you know so at first it was all good. She would shove her sketchpad down my throat everyday and ask for advice or show off and I’d try to help but she never ever changed how she drew. No anatomy, giant eyes, thick messy lines, hands behind back, all of that jazz. She then went to my teacher and he basically told her very politely to work on anatomy and proportions and work on improving everything slowly in order to succeed. She became livid and kept shouting “IT’S MY ART STYLE YOU JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND REAL ART” then stormed off. My drawing teacher, who is amazing by the way he’s been drawing for over fifty years, turns to me with the angriest face and under his breathe grumbles “well if your art style is being terrible then you’re doing pretty good job at it” and in that moment I knew the next four years would be amazing.