Some people can't read their own writing...

Evidently I make thumbnail sketches of things and then forget what they are.

I think it might not be so bad except I let my visual art languish in favor of writing (because it's easier to do the things we get praise for, don'tcha know, and other than a few group shows I haven't had much luck in the art field.) In my mind, though, I was thinking fondly of these clever ideas I had, and how I should really develop them, and maybe do some interesting illustrations. All I needed to do was get my act together and set aside maybe half an hour a day to work on them....

So I scanned them in. Huh? I don't even know what the thing in the upper left is supposed to BE. I have "testing on bunnies" scrawled above it, but I don't THINK that's what it is. I must have been in a really morbid mood at the time, though.



I can identify the other things. That's booze pouring into a glass (lower left) a stack of identical canned goods (upper right) and a steak under plastic wrap on a styrofoam tray (lower right.)

I'm not discouraged, exactly...but I'm seeing the value of momentum. If I wanted to do this illustration project, whatever the hell I thought it was going to be, the time was when I was fired up about the thumbnails. Not now, months later, when I don't even know what they are.

Believe you me, there've been writing ideas I've let die, too. I have ideas all day long. I'm full of 'em.