have u ever felt urself being emptied?
u sit staring at the canvas on ur desk...a charcoal sketch of a nude greek woman standing next to a marble pillar is looking back at u...she doesn't have a name....but that's not important...u search ur mind for images but they disappear before u see them....and u're left with indecision...it's like searching for something specific in a dark unfamiliar room...u can't find anything except what u stub ur toes on....i can't find the picture in my head that was there when i started it...nothing gives me peace or a sense of pride about this piece....and sadly, it's one of the most important i have to do....it's a year old now....still no paint....still no image in my head...i keep setting it aside....thinking it'll come to me...what now?
u sit staring at the canvas on ur desk...a charcoal sketch of a nude greek woman standing next to a marble pillar is looking back at u...she doesn't have a name....but that's not important...u search ur mind for images but they disappear before u see them....and u're left with indecision...it's like searching for something specific in a dark unfamiliar room...u can't find anything except what u stub ur toes on....i can't find the picture in my head that was there when i started it...nothing gives me peace or a sense of pride about this piece....and sadly, it's one of the most important i have to do....it's a year old now....still no paint....still no image in my head...i keep setting it aside....thinking it'll come to me...what now?