I’ve ticked everything off of my
“to do list” but it still feels like there’s
stuff left to do. But I don’t know
what. I want to draw, but
what? I want to write, but what?
This, I guess.
Oddly enough, this impromptu illustrative vent of frustration seemed to clear my “artist’s block”! I recently read an artist say that his sketchbook was not really a book at all, as he must draw on big sheets of paper or else drawings often end up warped to fit on the small, confined pages.