September 7th, 2011

piranha - ophelia.

I've got a funk in my fingers.

I haven't been drawing much lately, beyond doodling in the marginalia of my class notes. That's not a good thing, eh? Sometimes I look at my drawing pencils, sitting with worn down points in a box, and they just look so heavy. It would take a tremendous effort to lift them, even more energy to get them moving on paper again.

It makes me want to go back to Italy, where I could just stand around for an hour doodling in museums because, well, why not? Around here I don't see much I want to draw, so I just...don't.

How depressing.