Hello all.

I've been in an art slump since early June of this year, where each consecutive piece has left my mood more sour than the last. I've felt creatively bankrupt, and while this isn't exactly a novel feeling for me–I've never known myself to be particularly imaginative, after all–it has been compounded by a perceived lack of meaningful art progress gnawing at my soul.

It's a terrible feeling, really, to struggle with a hobby to the point of willfully procrastinating it; a fantastic idea would draw me eagerly to my art desk only for the session to morph into 60 minutes of music and a general feeling of apathy while I'd second-guess the idea all the way to death because it felt unattainable. I want to improve, and indeed I can look through my art and see a mountain of real, genuine progress, and yet my process feels as unsure and inconsistent as ever.

But I'm feeling better now. After a month of drawing just about nothing, I'm back with great ideas and the will to put 'em in their place. On the paper. And the internet. Aw yeah.

As always, you all have my eternal gratitude for the support, and seeing people enjoy my art always brings a smile to my face.
-W