Random sketchbook foolishness from the past couple of weeks.
You’ve probably read at least one of many articles recently published re-iterating the idea that depression is key to creativity. This trope makes my head hurt. which is saying something, because my head has hurt since 1960.
Depression is a fucking monster. Depression doesn’t make me more creative, it makes me want to dig a deep hole and crawl into it. When I can overcome it and actually do something creative, that’s an accomplishment (for me) on par with rafting the Colorado with nothing but a lifejacket and a positive attitude.
I’ve been wrassling with some heavy depression issues the past few months. That I can still toss out a few drawings here and there in spite of that; well. that gives me hope that maybe I’m not completely hopeless. Despite my suspicions to the contrary. xxoo