This past month has been quite revealing for me in many ways-- personally and artistically. Aside from having to deal with external influences...I've found this battle with myself and my own expectations. Sometimes, after a while, you kind of forget why your expectations are what they are. I think when that happens it's time to stop a moment and re-evaluate why you chose those expectations. Are they really because that's what you want to do? Or is it because all of a sudden you find yourself having to fit that role and succeed? Maybe the intent was there but it just went in a direction you didn't want it to go? Tons of possibilities and situations. In the end... this is the position I'm finding myself in. In a way it feels like going a step back but I know that it'll be a huge step forward--in the right direction.
That said, in my sketchbook lately, I've been having this urge to make patterns....drawing things over and over again. It sounds boring, but I found myself having fun with it and really getting interested in this other way of making art. I think I like it because it can make a message so clear...because it's so redundant.
Anyway, I'm sure I'll snap out of this slumber of pattern frenzy soon...so don't worry about me TOO much.