Sometimes do you ever get into that "funk" where you just don't do any artwork for days? Then it turns into weeks, and be damned if it turns into months. Unfortunately, I have reached that point. But as I realized, my time away has grown my mind. But at the same time I have been stressed and just couldn't clear my mind from what weights my soul. (didn't mean to get deep).
Recently my favorite art store (Utrecht, did I spell it right?)relocated two blocks closer to me. I've been working soo much that my schedule was the same as the store so I could never get there. Finally I was given a day off after six centuries. I walked into the store and suddenly felt lifted. I darted over to the 2h pencil and Micron pen, bought them, and ran for the car. When I first touched my sketch book, I felt like a newbie. Not knowing if my hands could flawlessly draw the contour of an upper lip with one try. I upsetted myself, my skill has diminished. Then I got pissed, F that!!! I can draw, so for the past four days I've been sketching like a psychic mute child with a crayon solving murders!!!