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. ----
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.