I have loved Disney and art for as long as I can remember. When I was younger, I dreamt of becoming a Disney animator. However, I live in such a small town that has no opportunities or art programs or school animation clubs. My friend (who always mimicked my actions) decided to share my dream. When she eventually moved away, she began to attend an expensive art school with excellent animation courses. I’m happy for this girl, but I can’t help but feel jealous of her.
I started drawing because of Disney movies and I dreamed of being an animator. But after being turned down at an art school, I made choices that have moved me away from that dream and I stopped drawing. Now I feel trapped in a job that I hate deeply and want to stop but I have no plan B.When I’m sad like that, I love watching Disney movies, but for the moment, it just shows me what I could have been if I had not given up on my dream.
In late 2014/early 2015 I met a Disney animator who was currently working as an artist in the animation store at Hollywood Studios. I showed her my art, expressing my desire to become an animator, and she gave me a Disney Ink and Paint department pin, saying, “I look forward to working with you.” That was an amazing moment for me in my art journey. But now when I think back to it, my heart sinks because now that building is nothing but a tacky, overrated Star Wars museum.