Sometimes I worry that this is it. That I will not have any more ideas. No more stories to tell and no more portraits to make. Sometimes that voice is really loud in my head. It drowns the voice that says that this is just a quiet period. That the ideas will come again.
I have had a few of these silent periods now and they always ends in a wast creativity outburst. But every time I worry. I think a lot of creative minds have these periods. Maybe it’s our minds telling us to take a break? That the mind says “you have to take time to do something else” or maybe it’s time to take time to reflect and see the greatness of the world to be able to fill that drained creativity? But on the other hand some says that creativity is an endless well of flow: The more you use it the more you create.
