And so I found myself lost and adrift. And it seems that after awhile I was forgetting where and how to start.
I had a quiet day, and decided to try a profile picture of a lady.
I usually love the process of painting, building the layers. But that old critical voice, who I thought had been silenced, reared her head. And now I have a picture and no ideas on "what to do next". It's as though the art ideas part of my brain has become frozen.
So I decided that the path back could lie in a simple sketch book. I have an HB and a 3B next to my bed. I plan to practise different faces, if not every night, at least every second.
Here is my first