As I sit in my studio, the sky is a non-color, the trees are leafless. I know that spring is coming and soon my window will be filled with the most pungent rose bush on the planet. Soon it will be hard for me to stay indoors and work. Then it hits me. Creating is just like nature. There is a natural ebb and flow. If an artist doesn't rest, or take a break they will burn out. Nature knows best, it's okay to rest. Soon enough it will be time to bloom.
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