My thanks on this day: I'm thankful that I still have an arm to draw with, a heart to dream with, and a mind to believe with.
These tools will be necessary when I finally pull myself together again. I'm in the down cycle of art study/creation that everyone seems to go through.
I've lost objectivity about my work. I can't tell how much I suck, and I fail to appreciate apparent greatness at the same time. It may be Dunning-Kruger; it may be apathy. I haven't drawn a thing in almost two weeks.
There's nothing like master studies to re-adjust one's suck-o-meter. Maybe that's the key. I'm feeling kind of distant from my dreams. Once I've found the spark, I'll return and write my understandings about it.
Peace and happy holidays.