I'd like to say I finally had an epiphany. Ah what the heck. Why not...

I finally had an epiphany.

There that wasn't so bad.


It would appear that I am a procrastinator with too many ideas to cleverly put into a respectable medium I feel confident will present them in the best possible light.

My on-again-off-again romance with creativity seldom yields anything worth mentioning except ideas. That is complete and utter foolishness on my part. I have my hand in design, photography, film, illustration and writing. Always have and I guess its fair to say I always will.

So now that I have come to acknowledge the great bitter truth about myself what do I do? I have nearly 30 major project ideas that span from short films to illustrations that I have never explored or they have sat idle on my hard drive for years. On at least 26 of those projects I have spent 7 years or more adding small tidbits to them. I've created worlds with rich histories and fantastic settings. I've explored the boundaries of imagination with only a few meager dabblings in celestial illustration to show for it.

I'm sitting on so many rich ideas I can't see straight. Yeah I know... who isn't right? Especially in an art community no less. But frankly... I have stories to tell. I have things to say. I have tales to weave. And I don't even know where to start...