In a lull.... no creativity... nada... frustrated. I feel like Im just a fucking copy machine. And a poor one at that. I can draw what I see, somewhat. But Im useless without a reference. So that pretty much means Im no artist.. Xerox machine with a broken shutter. That's my negativity for today... picked up, cast out. All I wanna do anymore, is draw. Everytime I open my eyes, I see. Values... shades... shadow and light. Its been... lets see.... right before my birtoday, August 28th, since I gave this drawing thing a chance....  sure, I tried when I was like 15, my mom always believed I had some hidden talent. But it was.. the same then.