I was just sitting here scanning through my reader and remembering that earlier, I felt something like a creative urge that didn’t know where to go. I briefly thought of making baked goods, but then we didn’t have eggs.
As I was scanning posts, I realized one thing: The reason I haven’t been practicing my art is that I am uncertain that, should I do so, it will be “good” art.
So I’ll take some time and play with markers or something, and try to have no connection to the end result. Nonattachment, right?
And of course, now, I’m remembering the book, Make it Mighty Ugly…