Another long absence.
I know. Inconsistency. Lack of persistence.
I only have me to hold that responsibility.
Leaving my creative energy, contained, unexplored.
My imagination, starved, chained.
I thought: that’s not an option!
So, with the limited time and energy I had (after a long day-time work and mother/wife role),
I picked up my pencil, pen, sketching book.
Lost in time. In contemplation.
Here are the closest to my desire, to free the artist in me. (Dated from the 06-15 August.)