First Stop Fear

The title of tonight’s abstract illustration is “It Appears Anguish And Frustration Are My Fuel”

My pen has instinctively begun to move in a way that charts my emotions. I was not sure what the other side of my artistic crisis looks like but now I know. My hand moves to the song of my emotions. My body moves in time with my drawing and I purge the demons that have grown over the day, over the weeks, over the years. This is what it use to feel like.