I seem to always be in this constant struggle to stay on my path. This time I feel I've wondered off and have no idea how to get back. Even my muse has left me stranded. I haven't painted in three months. However I have mustard some inspiration to draw. Drawing has always been a practice that allows for more discipline. It's not the same as painting. It's not hmmm... I know... It's magical. However somehow using the word magic implies that it's an illusion of something not real. I'll perhaps call what happens when the brush meets the canvas supernatural. The process is definitely a very spiritual journey that I enjoy so much so that I'm often a little sad when it's over.
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