Please help me find a way to be inspired this January. I am spending too many days filling the woodbox, sharpening pencils, and looking at how the clouds have changed since the last time I looked. Sometimes being "creative" seems like too much work, and perhaps too much introspection, silence, and self awareness. I don't know if I am avoiding something or just absorbing enough moments to finally explode in the colours of art. Hoping it is that. I do love the winter palette. The clean white of snow that picks up the colours of sky, field, forest, and sun. Even when painting a simple landscape, a reaction and expression to these things I always find there is some kind of self examination in the process. I am just cocooning for the moment.