So, in the time that I so looked forward to, spring, I’m stuck with a stubborn case of artist’s block.  You’d think, with all the time off I’ve had, I’d be fruitful as fruitflies.  I’ve made attempts, but nothing that I’m excited about..at least excited enough to do the hard work behind doing a drawing.  I’m left wondering WTH happened, and what do I do now.

Then, gazing at the beautiful spring day, I realized, not only is spring beautiful, it’s also pretty.  It’s the type of pretty that brings out the cliches in everyone.  Doing something original is about impossible, with all these darn flowers everywhere!