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There's a new painting in my head and it will. Not. Come. Out. It refuses. I try to draw the sketch and it collapses into the scribblings of a three-year-old, but with less spontaneity.

Naiah comments that it's hard to create amidst towers of boxes and chaos... which is true. But it wouldn't be so bad if the new painting were refusing to come into my head rather than sitting there and refusing to leave. But I can see her, almost taste the colors and the curves; and when I go to set mark to paper, she dissolves into nothing.

Gararrrrrrgh.

At least my cat still loves me. Meow.

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leora
Jun. 7th, 2005 01:17 am (UTC)
That is what almost all drawing and composing is like for me :/ It's why I get so frustrated and mainly stick to words. The words tease me too... I get long passages of text that flows, and then when I go to write it down, I can't recall it clearly. But at least I can come closer with words than with anything else.
anubis75
Jun. 7th, 2005 01:50 am (UTC)
I try to draw the sketch and it collapses into the scribblings of a three-year-old

I know the feeling. When that happens to me, it's almost as if my hand refuses to work right.
lordandrei
Jun. 7th, 2005 05:13 am (UTC)
*ahem*
At least my cat still loves me. Meow.

I know someone else who loves you, too ;)

And will eagerly look forward to your work.
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