I prepare my toes for warm weather as the bitter breeze subsides. The city begins to fill with young aristocrats bussling around trying to get from point A to point B. The trees are blooming, contrasting the skyscrapers and thick smog. Spring is here and with transitions in season come changes in life.
A lot is on the brain; location, jobs, relationships, art, moral instinct and a smorgasbord of emotions. I don’t remember the last time I took my Polaroid camera out to capture a candid shot. Five empty 3x3 canvas’s sit on my desk, wrapped in plastic just waiting for me to muster the courage to splatter paint all over them. As challenging time has been lately, I have come to the conclusion that I am in a creative funk.
Hmm, now how the heck do I get out of it…?
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