It's happening again - my creative impulses are at peak once more. Maybe i'll ride this wave into that mastery of photography i've been wanting for awhile now. I've got the means, but the know-how escapes me. I want the outcome, but I haven't the drive. Jack of all trades, master of none. Well, maybe but a few, and thats ok. Whats not ok is that I beleive myself to be an intelligent person, so why am I often in such ruts? We all fall by the wayside every now-and-again, I suppose. I'm just prone.
I've been wanting to get into more traditional forms of art. Perhaps sketching or painting, but me being the radical thinker that I am (har har), I