I have always been infatuated with Salvador Dalí. Well, at least since I was 14. My Dad gave me a freakishly incomprehensible art book about the man, and I fell in love. Dalí is one of my many soul mates, and his work impregnates my imagination like no other artist.
Lately, I have been experiencing an intense surge of creativity. As I was perusing another art book of his, I found this drawing and decided to try my hand. It is not perfect and I am no sketch artist, but it could be worse.
Something tells me to keep going, to keep studying and sketching. Creative explosions like the one in which I find myself are not to be taken for granted.
I have no plans of becoming a great artist, but I definitely plan on creating and experimenting with different forms for as long as I possibly can. It sure beats wallowing in self-pity and crabbiness.