A Memory an Idea

I have reached a short road block in my endeavor of one a week sketches. Life just keeps getting in the way. My current job is far from creative and I feel that burn out from it.
I was sitting at my desk sketchpad in front of me trying to come up with a creative idea any idea. As i sat playing with the pen and paper i remembered when I was a child I constantly doodled and drew on things. My dad and I used to play this game where we would draw squiggles and make it look like something, it was both game and contest. This always helped me in my thought process. So for the past few days I’ve been a squiggling like crazy, one of those darn squiggles will be an idea. In the mean time the memory of dad is making me feel pretty darn good.

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