I haven't been drawing as much lately as normal. I'm in a bit of a funk. I have a few open commissions to do and I can't seem to get the creative juice to knock them out. But hopefully this weekend will prove fruitful.
These were all doodled in a new sketchbook I picked up. It's a 8x8 Articka that I quite like.
The Muses are inconstant and capricious. If only an artist's work were like a brick-layer's, who can simply force himself to lay more bricks until the wall is done. An artist, alas, cannot simply force himself to create inspired art. He must wait upon the Muses.
ReplyDeleteNow I'm imagining a depressed brick-layer just laying down his trowel and staring into the distant horizon.
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