I realize that my obsessive personality traits prevent me from sleeping till I figure out whatever it is I'm painting. I'm talking hours upon hours of staring, thinking then painting. It's amazing how some days your confidence can do you no wrong then one day for no real reason you just hate everything you're doing and question your entire ability not only as an artist but as a human being!
I call my sister and inform her I forgot how to paint.
She calls me a moron and advises me to go smoke a bowl.
Ok, I'm better now.
self portraits 9-29-17