I’ve been dormant for a few weeks. It’s been a combination of a reluctant muse both for writing and drawing and my own sloth. My photography has been doing okay but I haven’t been posting on social media. Self-imposed but I’m surprised at how it’s been a challenge. A trip to Palm Springs helped to get some creative juices flowing. The weather was decent and there was large art exhibition underway. I managed to get some pretty good shots to use for later posts.
Writing has been another matter. I feel like I’m stuck in the same rut. Waxing philosophic or complaining about growing older. The political bullshit. How music makes me wish I were a better writer. Waaa, waaa, waaa. I don’t want to read my shit right now, why would anyone else?
Even my drawings are the same. Half portraits. Of me. Maybe it’s time to challenge myself. Try a new medium. Write only poetry. Haiku . Use the format as a restriction to express myself in abbreviated format. Couple It with continuous line thumbnail sketches. I need to push myself out of the box I’ve been wallowing in for the past few months. Into another one. Oddly freeing.