i cant explain what is going on with me right now. i feel crippled art wise. the skills and what ever talent i had, is still there. but something huge and horrible and stinks of fear, an old fear, is blocking it all right now.
i can get a small bit of art done before it closes in and i have to stop.
its like the stars aligned, but they are the evil kind. everything is against helping. the very mood of the land outside is making me feel bed.
i hope it passes soon. no one should ever get this!