I came home from work today intending on working on some more jewelry items for our First Friday event.....and nothing...Everything I started to put together was just crap...so I stopped. That is the one reason why being an artist full time would probably kill me. Because when I don't have that feeling to create...when nothing just goes right I feel like a failure. Do all artists go thru that? It drives me insane. I never want to have to force it just to make a living. When I was younger, people always told me I was artistic, that I should do something with my talent and the only reason I never did was this feeling right here. In my day job, it's easy...numbers are numbers. They either add up and if they don't there is a reason why. You just have to find it. I can deal with that... So on my journey to find my artistic soul....I find myself stuck tonight. Like deep mud that you have sunk into and pull as you might, it just doesn't let go....until that one little bubble of air hits the right spot and sets you free. So I am waiting for my bubble to appear...till then..I will leave you with one of my favorite pictures I have taken. goodnight.