sometimes i feel like i want to be alone for 6 months and paint every day with out disturbance, only music, and why is there never enough time to paint more?!
other days i feel like i never want to paint again and that i have nothing more to say (and never will) and don't even know why i ever wanted to in the first place.
today, i'm undecided.
why is this?
gonna try to roll with these feelings and accept them for the highs and lows of creativity.