As I fall further and further into a world in which I can only describe through my drawing I feel I am growing increasingly aware of what could of been…
I think anyone with any life experience or regrets will be able to tell you that there can be nothing worthwhile gleaned from this rumination that is at present running its course through my mind.
In the spirit of being honest and frank about the ups and downs of the procrastination of a working man I would say I have felt slightly glum at the thought of what I could of put on paper should I have committed fully to my craft as opposed to working and eking out pieces as and when I can.
All this said I think there can be some positive pulled from this inferno of negativity; the fact that being aware of what might have been can and should only spur me on to try these things and aim higher in what I am doing.
