Yesterday I had a very weird epiphany. I was in the bathroom (the place where all the great ideas come from), and all of a sudden I just got hit with an idea. I figured out how to get myself out of that nasty artist's block I've had for about the past 3 years or so. I get people to give me words, just like some nouns or something. I write them down on pieces of paper and stick them in a hat/tissue box/basket/etc. Then I pull out 4 at a time, and have to incorporate those 4 words in a picture.

I go upstairs and I go to my Google page to check my updates. I happen to see my horoscope. It says "You must have a solid platform from which to express your creative ideas. Take advantage of your impulsive need to stretch your imagination." I thought that was kind of odd, because I haven't been on top of my art for a long time and it seemed like a weird coincidence.

So, I go to get my sketchbook to start drawing. I go to grab it and there is an extra sketchbook there. It's a brand new sketchbook. No tags on it. No stickers. Completely blank. It's the exact same kind as my 2nd sketchbook (the good one). The same kind of cover. The same kind of pages. I asked Nick, and he knows nothing about it. I asked Beth, and she knows nothing about it either.

So, this sketchbook just mysteriously appeared the day I had an art epiphany. I started drawing, and nothing super great came out, but I got the same kind of feeling I used to have a long time ago. Like.. a FEELING toward my art, instead of "whee pretty colors, all done, bye!" Well, whatever it was, it was good and I'm glad it's here.