Having to do a drawing every day has rekindled my joy of making art. I am discovering that it is part of my bliss. I am remembering how I drew as a child and loved when I got something how I wanted it. Unfortunately I had that thing where, when you get something perfect, it almost cripples me because I have to replicate it again. But this challenge has taken that crippling feeling out of the equation. Because I put up things that were not that great (to me) I over came that feeling of the end product being the goal and refocused on the joy of just making regardless of how it all turns out. I’m rediscovering the absorption of just looking closely at subjects.