So this morning, in an attempt to break out of the tailspin, I cranked up the bouncy music playlist (including Uncle John, referenced in my last post) and more-or-less unconsciously went back and re-read The Suburban Jungle for the past year or so. (I say unconsciously because I started out just wanting to look at last week, then twenty minutes later realized I'd been clicking the "previous week" link over and over.) What I found is that there is some stuff in there that I am actually quite proud of, which was an odd sensation. :) I'm so used to feeling like I have to apologize for my art that when I come upon some that I actually like months later, it's always a welcome surprise.
By the time I was through with that, I buzzed around ArtSpots some, and picked up a bit more inspiration; now I'm all "ImaWannaDRAW!!!" I won't be able to do much more than a sketch over lunch until I get home, of course, but if I can hold onto this energy, maybe I can catch up tonight and make up for a wasted weekend. :) Let's hope!