My domain registration for fizzleandpop.com is up in about a month, and I’ve decided to let it go.
I’ve backed everything up before this post and I will be moving it into a subdirectory of collinburtondesign.com. I’ll try to get it done this week while I’m on vacation, and then edit this post to include the new link, for anyone interested in following me. I admit there hasn’t been much worth following lately, although I did manage to get a couple of vile trollish comments on two old posts recently, and I’m not promising a damned thing about future quality. I’ve learned not to do that.
That said, shit goes in cycles. I may resume writing any day now. Or doing something else that could pass for creative. Who knows?
If I don’t see you at the new location, I hope you have a great life.
… I stopped my Sketch-A-Day project a couple weeks ago. I still have a fair number left to scan and post though. I may do some of that this weekend.
I quit because it had really just become a daily chore that I didn’t feel like I was getting anything from, and I was fighting some serious depression. It had seemed like everything I made and did was shit and utterly pointless. It’s hard to do anything creative when I’m that depressed. At the time I told myself I would give it a week and then catch back up, no harm, no major foul. At the end of the week I just really didn’t want to resume. So I didn’t.
Still, I made it a lot further than I expected to and I have a few drawings that I really like at the end of it all. I also have some idea of what this kind of project requires, so if I ever decide to do it again I’ll be more prepared.
What a coincidence. It looks like during this time period I really didn’t want to draw. The same thing has happened for the last 11 days. The picture I drew last night is ****ing horrid. I even drew a pun the night before. A PUN! I’m on day #205 (today) and I’m sick of this. I’ll force myself to keep going, because I’m past the half way point, but I really feel like there’s nothing left in me. It’s the largest creative block I think I’ve ever had. If I can get past this, I hope it’s soon.
The last one was inspired by an old Dia de los Muertos woodcut. I may dip further into that style down the road (much further down since I just drew #197 last night and haven’t done it yet).
Over the last few days I’ve smacked into yet another creative wall. I’m drawing, but it’s not good. Not good at all. I’m thinking when this is done I’ll go back through all of the drawings and chart the ones I feel are good and the ones that I feel are especially bad and see if there’s any kind of pattern to it. Like a menstrual cycle for my imagination. Only backwards since the good days are far outnumbered by the bad.