Cleaning my desk and going through sketchbooks. I figured I should post something related to my mind intertwined with art as of late. But the fact is I’ve got nothing. I’ve had nothing for the past 5 months. I’m really starting to fear the pen and paper again. So with a hope, I’m sharing a few of my earliest sketchbook works with a hope to rekindle the creative flame that once was. There’s nothing more panicking and self doubting than a dry spell. A huge part of me feels lost.