I haven't been able to draw for over a month, I get the odd day off here or there which I spend in front of my cintiq, but nothing seems to come out. In order to work my way around this art block I've started to dabble with inks, first with fountain pens, then with dipping nibs and most recently with a brush. I suspect that this is just an excuse to spend money and not really addressing the problem, especially since I seem to fuck up every second or third line and real life doesn't have a Ctrl+Z.
Watching: His Girl Friday by Howard Hawks, Cat People by Jacques Tourneur, The Shape of Water by Guillermo Del Toro, Creature From the Black Lagoon by Jack Arnold
Reading: The True Adventures of the Rolling Stones by Stanley Booth, Jerusalem: The Biography by Simon Sebag Montefiore, Sleeping Beauties by Stephen King & Owen King
Listening to: Songs Of Innocence & Songs of Experience by David Axelrod, Transatlanticism Demos by Death Cab for Cutie, Tender Offerings by First Aid Kit
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