Being blocked

Sucks. I’ve found that I can get help by writing in a journal, or reading backwards in it. In the beginning of my newish ardor for artmaking I had dozens of ideas for individual work, for series of work. Some of them seem undoable now, but I’m finding that writing about them again reinvigorates my interest. I’ve been doing sketches, and hope to graduate to paintings soon - I really do need to be in the studio, but damn it’s so comfortable on my sofa, surrounded by pencils and paper and working away listening to podcasts. I’m hoping to reclaim my home studio later this summer, as my stepson has left the house seemingly for good.