Overcome by a sui generis malaise - I was anxious, frustrated, raging, and bored. I could not make this page look right... The Vodka Collins I was sipping did not assist the piece and I threw her in the garbage.
I woke up the next day with a hangover and a guilt trip and went to dig her out. After all, my lack of creativity and inspiration wasn't her fault. I did not reach her before the full, wet coffee filter, leftover takeout Mexican food, or the dead fly.
I unburied her, placed her on the counter to dry, and went back to working on her. Resurrection!
She is a reminder that I do ART for fun, not because I have the expectation of it being GOOD.
Art is a process, a constant interaction between my heart, my mind and the divine. Sometimes it isn't pretty. Sometimes we can't find the beauty in it.