The End of My Era

I haven't posted in a long time.  There are reasons for this, which I doubt any of you want to hear.  Some of you know what happened. 

I will no longer be an artist.  I will no longer draw, paint, or anything for the foreseeable future.

I have completely lost the drive. I have soul searched and determined that for me emotions and hormones really drove my art forward.  The older I get, the more my hormones are subsiding and from that perspective I cannot become "inspired" to do anything.  The current political climate is so amazingly caustic that I can feel the nation dividing.  I have done some finished work, but it isn't anything that remotely matches anything I have done in the past 10 years.  I sometimes do political cartoons as art therapy.  I seriously doubt this crowd or even this venue wants to see these.  They spare no feelings and they shouldn't.  They were meant mostly for me. I used to want to illustrate beauty and now I want to paint ugly.  I want to create monstrous images of pain and anguish.

I don't do work for conventions anymore and I will not seek a table nor will I do commissions.  I am DONE!!!  COOKED!!!

The good news is, life always changes. For now, this part of my life is done.  It has happened one other time in my life and I came back from the lurch, so it can happen again. I am sure I will come to regret not drawing during this period, but there isn't much to be done if you simply don't want to.

Peace.