The other night I had a fascinating conversation with a friend about painting. My friend claimed that whilst wanting to paint there wasn’t anything nearby worth painting. Nothing to inspire. I really couldn’t understand this for me making images is part of my DNA and if I couldn’t create things I just couldn’t live. A bit over dramatic I know but if I can’t be bit of a drama queen on my blog then where can I?
Yesterday I didn’t feel I had any energy and I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Twenty minutes sitting down making these little sketches I realised the reason for all this lethargy. I need to draw and sketch or very quickly things start to go wrong. Well perhaps I’m not such a drama queen after all – ok hyperbole but what the heck I feel so much better for the evening sitting in front of the TV and making little sketches and it doesn’t meter if the sketches are no that good I feel better.
The moral of all this? I don’t think there is one. So Yum Yum.
Take on Me
