I tried to paint this weekend.
I would like to say that I paint every day but there isn't time for it. If I were more dedicated, I suppose I would make the time. There are too many other things happening these days. In other words, I'm lazy.
There didn't seem to be a spark when I was mixing the paint on the palette. There wasn't a feeling of connection when I was pushing the paint around on the canvas. There was a feeling of apathy as I regarded the outcome.
sigh
Perhaps it is time to reevaluate my subject, my themes...time to update them with newer interests, more pressing issues in my head. Maybe I experience this artistic ennui because the reason is gone.
Why do I really make pictures? Why is it important to me? What function, what purpose does it serve?
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