Whenever I feel down enough that I end up indulging in a cry, I'm going to do a self-portrait of myself, right then and there.
- It's hard.
- It's difficult to stay so self-indulgent while concentrating on something as difficult as drawing oneself while crying. Attempting to capture that emotion on paper is not easy and there isn't be room for self-pity when I channel all my energy into such a task.
- I've been stuck on things to draw. Well, here's something.
- It's hard.
- What does not kill me will only make me stronger. Hard is good for me.
- It's been a while since I've drawn regularly and I need the practice. This is good practice. It's a difficult assignment. But I'm not going to get back up to par if I don't challenge myself.
- Did I mention that it's hard? No self-coddling, damnit.
- It's an outlet for the emotion behind the tears. Diffusing emotion through such an outlet allows me to feel better. It's a constructive means of coping with strong feelings.
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