Down I went without a splinter of imagination left
Hurling my creations out the window
Because they weren't perfect
Spewing excuses for days and weeks
Cause Mommy and Daddy wouldn't like it
For they were not my biggest critic
I was
So there came no need to procrastinate
For what I sought to demonstrate
Was that I wasn't perfect and neither is my art
I only need to please me.
Above was a tiny part of what had gone through my mind. Art and I have always had an on off relationship. I love art! I will continue loving it the rest of my life... but sometimes I can't bring myself to draw. I beat myself up over my art. I am not fire. My passion is a flickering candle. I am the most energetic early in the morning but my creative juices usually flow in the evening. So whenever I am inspired I procrastinate and I never accomplish anything. I am drawing and sketching most mornings. I just can't find anything "good" or finished enough to post... Sorry for being inactive for so long. It was also an experiment to see if I would lose any watchers and if anyone noticed I was inactive. I love you guys!