Those are not the correct words. I'm not sure why they wound up on the page like that. The words I wanted to put down were "please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space." Better, yes?
It wasn't going well, that afternoon of drawing. Lines wouldn't go in the direction in the direction I intended, colors seemed to look terrible together, no matter what I tried, nothing came together.
But I think I've turned a corner and I'm working on it the above idea... starting fresh and with the correct words. Actually, there are three new illustrations in the works. In a few weeks I'll be ready to share those with you.
The ability to make art that I'm happy with (and more importantly, tells the story I'm trying to tell) comes in fits and spurts. Months go by where inspiration is absent, my beloved mojo is nowhere to be found... then seemingly out of nowhere a bright light shines down and I do nothing for days or weeks but draw and paint.
Those are really good days.
I'm in one of those places right now. Things are clicking. Colors look pretty and swirly patterns are begging not to be erased.
Now, if someone could just remind me to pay the bills, feed my family, and throw a load of laundry in once in a while, that would be very helpful. I'm looking forward to sharing this new bit of work with you soon.
