Finally swatted those monkeys off my back! Feels so good and yet it's still proving to be quite a conundrum as far as drawing goes.
I'm still in sitting in purgatory over this whole drawing thing. How do I get back into it and why should I keep doing it? The feeling is lacking and at times I feel like I'm forcing it out of habit without any emotional attachment to it. That's not a good sign, at least not for me anyways. I need that 'special something' to go on with, without that 'special something' there is no point to it. Call it a spark if you will, passion, love or desire. Drawing, sometimes I hate it, sometimes I miss it. I don't always love it so it's very hard to keep on keeping on with this whole thing.
I know the writing sounds pretty dim. It's just the way I feel about it hence the lack of updates over the last few months.
I need something like a comeback. Perhaps a new way of thinking, or feeling, or rediscovering is in order.
