It seems best to write when you're inspired. For some reason it's fit to do so. When the paint brush reaches the canvas, at first, a tingling sensation runs through the spine. Knowing that the masterpiece has already been set. It is up to you to do the labor. The end result are hues full of eye popping red's, satisfying green's, yellow's, and breathtaking blue's. Abstract it may seem to others, structured to some, either way its art that has been fueled by your desire. Thus, inspiration is our raging fire. A burning flame used to melt, and mold stories from the soul.
The trick is to stay lit otherwise you'll burn out. Honestly, the inevitable happens and it does. What next? How then will you regain that energy, that spark? Everyday will not be a walk in the park so don't let it put you down. We really never skip a beat, the spark that was still burning in deep. It will never leave so long as you don't quit. You are still the artist.You are still in control! Emotions may run high but greatness is your goal. So paint and draw and it will come again. Inspiration always lends a helping hand.
The best works come after a fall. The blue's, yellow's, red's and green's will evolve and become a rainbow of excellency. The tantalizing feel will return through working the drought or block. Sometimes starting a project with no idea of how it will end seems to be the most pleasant surprise. You'll find pleasure in the build up and the fire will grow. The masterpiece is once again revealed.
