What to do with the blahs?

Endeavor, mixed media on paper
10"x7",$100

Last night was art walk and I sold another small painting. Four months of running this gallery and I've sold three small paintings. It's better than nothing but really need to start working on getting the world out. I seem to be completely immobilized by fear. I tried to start a figure painting but quit to fiddle with my blog. I'm going to have to fake myself out by doing some practice drawings while I'm watching a trashy rom/com. If my brain is busy being sated with goo, it can't nag me about what I'm not accomplishing.

For a while, I was drawing everyday in my little notebook that I take with me everywhere. I need to get back to that. I have another trick to get over my nerves about leaving the crutch of reality and trusting in my fecund imagination, well, my mildly active imagination. I have been doing one glance sketches. I take one glance at someone and then do the drawing without looking (too long) again. Surely with all this model groups attendance, I'm starting to get a reservoir of knowledge to draw from. Maybe such a practice will more thoroughly fix what I'm learning in their.

I finished a three or four small paintings this week. This one is the giant egg I loaded onto my page in Facebook, repainted. These paintings looked like objects in space so I thought I'd name them after the space shuttles that are being retired now.