This is me at work,which i'd love to be doing ,but sometimes life takes priority.Or is it the brick wall I hit in my creative path that makes me blame life's busy schedual for my lack of productivity.
I'm sure that every artist has the same lulls
They are like crossroads for me
which way do I go ?
does what I do really matter?
what do I want or need out of this job?
Funny, I never consider what the public might want or need from my work
Maybe my demands of myself are far greater there is a lot of truth to the term
"We are our worst critics"