It's every artist's dilemma: when the creative juices become sappy. Apparently it's happening to me right now. The wall behind me would evoke the wow factor visually but honestly, it won't intellectually. I'd claim I am too constrained in ideation when doodling, all I do is play it by ear after all. I need fresh ideas, cathartic output, an art that would move and not just some pretty visual play. Looking back at this work, I felt too kiddie and immature design-wise so I have to grow up. Nevertheless I can feel a gradual progress in me be it in dexterity or conceptualization and it's only a matter of time before I hit that eureka phrase and transcend my old bland style. So much for a rant to myself, as they say, work it like the rent's due tomorrow or today in my case.