she finds a way
Every pencil, pen and marker in my hand this week has felt uninspired. I toss them away in disgust. I blame my muse. I try to creatively curse at her. Uninspired swearing. Depressing.
On my last road-trip home I stopped off at a few art supply stores along the way collecting stamp cutting material. How will I know which sort I like if I don't try them all?
When uninspired, especially when my swearing is broken, I found that carving away my annoyance with the sharp tools was comforting if not at first inspired.
Forgetting about what wasn't working I was having fun and making a mess and occasionally gouging a finger and bleeding.
This is precisely when my Muse shows up wearing a necklace of broken pencils and markers caps with her superior, smirky grin that says, 'gotcha'. @*&%!#!!!
p.s. I especially like the Mastercarve material that's 3/4 in. thick and can be easily carved on all sides.