Wednesday, January 11, 2012

:home is in your head:

I was prepared tonight to go on about how I wasn't very creative in the past week, and so far not meeting my goal of at least sketching every day. It has to do, as it often does, with my living situation and some anxiety kept me from creating. I still need to find a new place, and I must do it this year. Any leads on quiet apartments or artist studios are welcome as ever.

But this evening something came to mind and I scribbled it down, and who knows, it could become something more by the end of the month.

And yes, more spaniel abuse.