Anyway, I have nothing to do. I can't concentrate enough to read. My cooking is still pathetic. I am all around in a daze. It also doesn't help that it's the time of the year when I went to Strasberg. So coupling free time with New York covered in snow is the quickest way to an anxiety attack.
So I thought I'd try my hand at working on my latest self portrait. I was a little reluctant since I will be doing this kind of stuff everyday from here on out and should try to reserve my energy, but that is a terrible excuse.
So here is my progress.
I am just not feeling it lately. I couldn't get any enthusiasm out of this, sooooo I won't bother doing any work on it more tonight. I intend to finish it, though it might be some time before that happens.