Of course it doesn't help that the neurologist office is at the hospital, and due to my history, the place makes me incredibly uneasy and more panicked than I'd like to even admit, so I only go when it gets really bad.
Maybe it was due to the headache, I am not sure, but I doodled this today:
|Otter Mail Delivery - Graphite and mechanical pencil on Moleskine plain notebook. Aprox 10 mins.|
My brain functions in a very wonky way when I have migraines.
There is a chance that I'll be able to attend my very first Dragon*Con this week. It would be awesome if we manage to pull it off, plus I'll get to meet more of my husband's family which is always a plus.
I have been in a bit of a funk lately, so a small getaway and adventure could do me a world of good. Plus I am sure to find a bunch of things that will get me inspired and drawing for quite some time.
Sitting here at home I often second guess myself a lot, I wonder if I have any real imagination left, any talent at all.
The best artists practice every single day, they don't give up, they research and study in order to get where they are, but they must have some raw talent to be able to decipher things, pull concepts out of their head and put them down on paper. I just hope I haven't wasted all of my talent (if I had enough to begin with) away after years of punishment, that's all. I am sure all this doubt comes from the evil funk. Going away for a bit and resetting things should help with it for a while.
If I do go, I'll keep updating. Also, I started a tumblr and a twitter account, I'll probably be able to update those several times a day. My tumblr will mostly have nonsense I am sure, but that's how I roll.