dang, its been a while since Ive journalated on here.
so Ive been sketching more...but Ive only been practicing my pen.

trying to rebuild confidence in my abilities...sort of soul searching.

as far as art gos
Ive felt like a  mall that has many closed, shutdown, locked up shops.
few people care to see whats available.
those who visit come to visit a memory.

I know some of these shops just need to be unlocked.
others are lost but this leaves room for new, maybe even better things.

I remember an old yugio comic where they speak of "the room of the mind"
I wonder if any of this makes sense. lol... *sigh*

"we do not relearn something we once knew, we only refresh" -Sensei Danvon Potter

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for the most part Ive managed to unlock most my body to what it once was.
feet are still rather lead like but legs are powerful to counter.
the joy of a callused hand returns.

rediscovering the joy of the physical
the honor of being tired from work

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the soulcrushing words of my foul teachers word no longer rings nor echo so loudly in my mind.
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art is born of imagination
imagination of confidence
confidence of the ability to just say "do it"

allow your self to be inspired!