I miss the hours and days spent in the studio. The craving to create, even create bad work. I am feeling like I have forsaken who and what I am in pursuit of what others have expected and honored. It was an accomplishment, it kept me from focusing on all of the physical things I could no longer do, but when it was done, and I had my degree, there was no tangible evidence of my involvement.
No color, no shape, no texture, no emotion
Time to go back into the studio,I need the
physical proof that I am alive and feeling!
physical proof that I am alive and feeling!
I need art!
"I Need You" The Beatles
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