3 a.m...I feel asleep about 10:30 and now I'm up - so much for me needing tons of sleep, huh?

I woke up with a singular thought on my mind. I was thinking about my art and how I have gotten away from the thing that drove me - drawing and painting for the sake of art, not for the sake of being a solvent artist or even a particularly good artist. Somehow, the sluice has been accidently closed and the flow cut off.

Oh sure, I can give shape to just about anything but the resultant drawings have no soul or spirit. They are just flat representations. You see, the trick for a truly good work is that it is a window to the artist's soul - with no curtains or other dressings to hide a thing.

I woke up wondering if this is the path that I really want to tread. Do I truly want to be primarily a professional artist? Do I really want to expose my soul for just anyone to tear apart?

I suppose that is the key to all of this - to willingly be the tiniest bit vulnerable and let let it flow. What is that quote? 'Love like you've never been hurt before'?

I know that I can't be anything else but an artist - the impulse to create art is just too strong...the radio just had a commercial on that said, 'the trick is to have the faith to believe and the courage to do.'

Alright, alright...I get the message! I hate it when I get whacked on the head like that! lol (I can just hear it now: 'well, if you listened better, we wouldn't have to 'whack' you upside the head....')

So...shut up D., and stop yer whinin'. There's a whole world out there waiting to be painted...