The last 10 days have not been good for art (...or almost anything else). As soon as I started packing up my things in Eugene, my art productivity did a nose dive, and I have only eked out a couple of for-fun illustrations since then (the majority of which I HATE). I forced some Between Gears pages yesterday, but they look TERRIBLE. :( The state of my art life affects other areas of my life, and this kind of inactivity/dissatisfaction is literally depressing me.
Last night, I went out with friends to celebrate being home. Terry gave me some advice that I really needed. He said that when he finished school, he gave himself a month to just be like, "I just finished 4 years of school. I am going to take a month off and only draw when I want to." It's hard for me to be idle...in some ways, I'm like a workaholic...but I need to RELAX and not beat myself up for needing that relaxation after this ridiculous year, the thesis, etc. A daily autobio comic might be really rough work by definition, but I shouldn't hate the way that it turns out. I need to want to be drawing it at least a little bit when I'm drawing it! I want to like it and be proud of it when I'm done.
Sidenote: CHECK OUT THIS AWESOME ILLO I GOT FROM TERRY LAST NIGHT!