It is time for me to start a new body of work. I feel it. I know it. I need it. The thing is, the looming, vacuous, terrible thing is, I can’t find an idea. I’ve tried long walks on the river, sketching pages and pages of rough awkward drawings in my sketch book, scouring the web, lying awake late, but I am not receiving insight. Blahhh! Merrr! Fleckgh! This is a sloggish murky feeling. SO, to all you shimmering, hovering, luscious ideas out there, I am available and interested!