As empty as it gets,
I stare and feel the color embrace me.
The abstract feelings that wanted to
come out yet still trapped within me.
I stare on the blank canvas,
Feeling the courage fading,
Losing my mind into vivid colors
- Just in thoughts…
Not being able to express them
Is just like making myself aware
that I have no talent in what so ever…
Did I lose my confidence that seeks?
Did I lose the passion that burns?
Did I lose my heart that shines?
Perhaps the cloud of doubt
blurs many things…
Perhaps the road of uncertainties
confuses many decisions…
Perhaps the water of creation
is running dry…
I am losing myself,
almost giving-up into death’s hands…
Yet…
I won’t give up,
Mastering the strength of what’s left
To find the muse of life
To keep me going a lifetime…
I owe the inspiration of this piece to this photo:
I can't paint by aartishinde in deviantart
It is what I feel when I can't be creative, there is this urge to create within me or within us all. I think every artist knows that. It's been long, I haven't drawn or paint, I guess i really missed that.
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Its a old piece, just wanted to share to you all, share the feeling when you thought your running dry on inspiration. Please don't give up your dream.