Half-finished canvases face the wall. When did I last look at them with any vision or fervor? I stand to go look at one, but sit back down, defeated. I close my artist’s box and return it to the cupboard. I want to paint again, truly. Just not today.
I can paint beauty or anger or sadness, but I cannot paint indifference. I can’t live with it beside me, either. Why doesn’t he try?
Life is endless winter. Colors fade around me and I feel disconnected. My soul stops looking out the window and stares only at the closed front door.
Wow! Love the darkness in the writing.
Great picture of indifference!
Well done. Great portrait of depression/indifference.
Love this!
This short, moving piece is a treasure, revealing the depth of the pain of indifference.
Wow! Great description of the melancholy that envelops you when lose motivation to do what you enjoy most and become disconnected from your feelings. As a disabled vet, I know the feeling all too well.
Bleak and powerful.
You have expressed the feeling well. I care.
Well done! Effective and accurate depiction of depression.
Love it!!! Very moving and great way to portray indifference.
It’s so incredible how someone’s indifference is just so powerful. It sucks away our passions from our creative womb.