I'd like to think of myself as an artist, but lately I haven't been able to think of anything. When I was younger, inspiration would spring from my brain onto anywhere I could put it; on paper, in the kitchen, on the computer ... now I sit in front of my system at home with nothing more than the idea to write about my total lack of ideas.

I don't know if anyone around me understands my problem. I used to create, devoting myself through projects that, when complete, brought a unique sense of satisfaction. I'd think of something, figure out a way to bring it into existence, get it off the ground, and see what happens when unleashed to those around me. These days, I can't even think of anything.

I spend countless, hopeless hours in front of my old canvases. The kitchen is now a place where I simply clean, the paper a to-do list, even the computer nothing more than a tool for business.

Am I out of ideas? Has my inspiration expired? I feel like part of myself is dying. I'm starting this site as a place for my creative past to live, and hope that I can come up with ideas of some sort for the future.