Figured it was time to update this journal as the last entry was from several years ago and decidedly gloomy. Self-pity and angst doesn't really help anyone.
I keep telling myself I've hit a creative block and I keep trying to break out of it with the usual attempts at daily doodles or prompts or what have you, but I never stay with it for long. I'm not sure if it's just a lack of discipline or will-power or just not wanting it badly enough. I don't know if 'being busy' or 'having no inspiration' are valid excuses. (I suspect not - it seems that true artists churn out their craft regardless - that's what separates them from the mere hobbyists or dabblers.) I feel like I've mentally blocked myself by perceiving 'art' and 'craft' as this monumental task which demands a perfect and fully-formed result each time; that I've arbitrarily set myself impossible standards which makes me feel like I've failed even before I start.
I acknowledge that. And I suppose I should let go of it.
The act of creation and exercising creativity should be something that makes me happy. I'm lucky that I don't depend on it for a living and that I have no demands placed on me other than my own. Why make it so much harder for myself?
Do what makes you happy as long as you aren't hurting anyone else, right?
It's off-season but it seems like an appropriate closing thought for this entry and I think it's the nicest thing you could wish anyone - 万事如意.
May things be as you wish.