After my discouragement yesterday, it was hard to come back to the studio today. I knew that awful acrylic pouring would still be there. The disappointing art journal pages would still be on my work table, and as for the scary skull — well, it’s easy enough to simply close the sketchbook so I don’t have to look at it. Not that it’s really so bad as far as drawing goes. It’s just depressing, I guess.

But we have to face up to our art demons. If we don’t we’ll never move beyond them. So, I came into the studio this morning with a better attitude, an attitude of “Some days are better than others,” and a determination to make sure that this was one of those better days.

I began by looking at the acrylic pour and having a good laugh. It didn’t make the pouring look any better…