Motivation

I haven't bus blogged in a minute. Currently Bruno Mars is whining on my pandora and I'm too lazy to change it, I started to sketch and felt nothing come out save for a lazy thumb sketch. Yesterday was two Afro super heroes but the proportions were off. My juice needs a refill so I tried to jump start my morning with a smoothie and some coffee but despite the delicious ten hours of sleep I got last night nothing worked.

Maybe I can pull for some more inspiration with journaling.

Which reminds me : Motivation.

I kept looking outwards, to draw in inspiration like a trap door spider and use this as my drive to create more. Something bigger, shocking , something to whet the appetite but it never goes beyond a palm size sketchbook and i know I need to get out of the comfort zone I carved for myself.

The reason it is so difficult is that I fought for that comfort zone that I protest when it's rattled.

I kept quietly hoping someone would tell me to keep going but that has to come from within. Without that I'm just depending on people to fix my artists block for me.

Now at this point I could say something quite cliche and say I'm the only one in my way, but we all know that.