It occurred to me over the weekend that I have not done any art — not even random doodling in a notepad — in more than two years. The only exception to that has been two half-hearted attempts at starting paintings last fall.
I have never been productive as an artist. I was at my most prolific in high school and college, but I tapered off after that. I had a burst of output when I was doing it for a living for a few years, but after that, nothing.
This mildly disturbs me. But I'm not so bothered by it that I want to jump up and run to the easel.
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