And then I can’t go to sleep…

…until I’ve taken the pencil and have drawn that idea.

Only thing that keeps me going. I’m a hack. I’ll alway will be a hack. I’ll never be an artist, I’ll never have the skill of the people I admire and timelessnes is impossible for me. But at least I’ve got my art. It keeps me going and provides me comfort.

Art must be made. So that I can sleep.

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