To find what is lost

I never thought the day would come when I would rely so heavily on reference to draw, my mind completely blank.
I guess this is what happens when you train one and not the other, but is it a fair trade? I think not, my imagination used to be what defined me, as a person and artist, it was one of my talents. I was most proud and blessed to have but now I have been reduced to nought.

All that is left is to go back, go back and find what I left behind on the path a call progression.

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