|My ever persistent bestfriend, Mr. Wall...|
I've been in a state of creative block for about 5 months now and I don't think it's going to let up soon. Sadness all over. My dry spell started immediately after finishing my indie comics Boy Sipok: Komikon 2010 edition last November 2010 which was well received by our bros./sis. there in Manila during Komikon 2010 (tnx a lot guys). I have always had this kinda thing whenever a big event/project comes my way, sort of like a bane during the aftermath but this time the periods are getting longer. It's not just my drawing/art is affected, even my writing. I haven't really updated my blog with worth while content since then. Even my band wasn't spared, we backed out on a couple of gigs here and there and when we ever did played a gig, my enthusiasm was right next to that of a doorknob. Everything is not in its place so it seems. Where is my friggin mojo, damnit! Maybe I just procrastinate too much for my own good or maybe, just maybe, I got busy with life altogether. Being that I now have an adorable son to call my own (raising a kid ain't no walk in the park as they say) and whether he likes it or not he is tasked to spread loose my terribly awesome genes in the society at large and my future secured.
Maybe this is not a creative block but the loss and curse of the craft that I so love. Namely drawing, writing and kick ass music playing, in any damn order. Gods forbid. I do not like this predicament. Not one bit. All I can ever do is hope.
A lot of things are coming my way creative wise but I don't know if I can catch up with it. The only thing I am ever good at nowadays is space out and stare at this huge imaginary wall always in front of me day in day out till I fall asleep. Pathetic, I know. Wish me luck, I guess.