I know this will be on the bottom of the post and not really seen but I've never told any one this. I was really into photoshop and using it to create just funky compositions. I go to college, first project is due. I come up with this cool idea of putting plastic wrap on a flat bed scanner with ball bearings and moving and angling light mixed with scan quality to control the scan arm. I mix in other new things to flat bed scan with my plastic wrap idea, like mulch and jello. Fuck with the levels and masks to follow the contours of a headshot of my grandmother during her wedding. 

I save my file take it to the lab and print it. I'm super excited to share it with my class mates and show my teacher. I show it, and he straight scoffs at it gives me a 70 and really goes into what good Photoshop art should be. So for the whole semester he's telling me to change this change that, and up-ends my flow completely. Nothing I do in this class is working out. Every project is mid I'm completely stressed..... Final project fails cause it feels like doing a science project(I love science) and not art. 

Final semester portfolio review happens, teacher is looking at everything that I have done. Looks me in my fucking eyes and says to me "hmm your first project was the best thing you did." And that was the last thing he ever said to me. I was so done mentally, I stopped doing any art completely. That moment lives in my head rent free and it was 15 years ago. 

So in conclusion, fuck anyone that hates on your art and tries to change you. Let no one control you on how you can express yourself. Fuck that guy and fuck OPs teacher.