Not due to a lack of desire or inspiration, but due to other pressing priorities.
I literally feel like a fuzzy animal locked in a cage when I can't paint. My jaw hurts from clenching it............my chest hurts from beating it with heartfelt ideas.
I was desperate or maybe I was getting in touch with my inner cave woman .......... so, I found a pen and drew all over my hand.
LET ME PAINT! ! !
If I was an animal my stomach would literally ache from biting all the grass around my cage.
My passion is growing ....... I can't wait to paint again.