Attack!

Do you ever have that moment where you haven't been able to really relax and let your artistic thoughts flow into whatever medium you use, and then BAM! It's like all the art inside you just explodes and you can't do a thing about it? Yeah, that's been happening a lot lately. I've been pretty stressed. I haven't had proper time to devote to my artisticness, Alfred (my camera) stays in his case, Mortimer (my guitar) sits in the corner, my sketch pads sit under way too much junk on my desk, I haven't even had time to really work on my clowning routine. ARG! Endless cycle. At least my rabbit still loves me. I hope.