No More Sketching!

I spent the night going through all my old sketchbooks. I've spent many sleepless nights voraciously drawing all my ideas with plans of redoing them on actual canvas or whatever surface I chose. These plans, somehow, never made it to their final stages. It is ironic that the very fear of losing my creative thoughts has created a huge roadblock to my art making process. Once I have drawn them on paper, the ideas just seem to vanish and decide on their own that their destinies have been fulfilled. I am left with nothing but sketches in books that might never be seen. 

Now, my process is evolving into a more automatic nature. I'm done with thinking about things and setting them aside. I will live in the present and get down to the business of art. If my sketches were dreams, my work, from now on, will be realities. 

I will go back to my old sketches. Perhaps treat them like found images and recreate them into the smaller works of art that I have become so fascinated with. Perhaps they will make their way into a collage, or just framed as is to be admired for its raw quality. If I could have a dollar for each of these little drawings, I'd be a zillionaire!

Now, will this mind sketch of mine actually come to life? That remains to be seen.