That’s what I need!

I swear, I don’t know how many times I’ve told myself to get off my butt and get down to business with my art. Granted, it’s not really art at this point since I’ve been away from it for pretty much 7 years now. I’m afraid if I don’t start soon, I may forget how. Have I done anything about it though? No, because I suck.

I don’t really suck at art, at least I hope not. My suckage comes from the constant procrastination that seems to eat it’s way into my head at any given opportunity. Meanwhile, Kathy Olivas, a very young artist, is selling her pieces for thousands of dollars. Now, I’m not claiming to be anywhere close to her talent, but there’s got to be a chunk in there for me somewhere, or am I getting to old to be relavent?

I don’t really believe that last statement. It was merely a device to get you to keep reading, and so you have. Honestly, I believe I’ve got a lot of creativity left in me. It doesn’t get much action these days, but it’s hybernating. Besides, if old dudes like Frank Kozik and Ron English can make major headway on the other side of the hump, why can’t I? I’d rather be rich now, but I’ll take rich later if need be.

So what does all mean? Nothing really, except that I’m putting down this laptop and cracking open my sketchbook. Mom would be proud.

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