Tuesday, August 11, 2009


conte crayon on paper

Scattered. That's the only word I can come up with to describe how I feel. I don't think I can draw anymore. Holding a brush is out of the question. Been here before. I'll just ride it out. There are no unseen forces screwing with me, I know it's me in the wheelhouse. Are all artist angst-ridden?


  1. We are on the same wavelength today, my friend...(go to my post today.) You aren't alone.

  2. Well, Suzanne, I won't even acknowledge this post.

    All anyone has to do, including yourself, is just scan over your past work to see, yes, not only can you draw and paint but YOU CAN DRAW AND PAINT!!

    You'll make it make it through. You'll see.


  3. Been there...done that...sucks!...and then, Voila!, It's back!

  4. This is an amazing drawing.

    Chin up, old girl (as the Brits would put it)!


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