I’m convinced of it.  Weekend days suck the creativity from you just like a vampire would suck your blood…somtimes.  I tried to work yesterday, and while I got menial things accomplished, filing, a bunch desktop wallpaper designs I’m working on started, some things that need to be colored formatted and saved, cleaning up my files on the computer, the really creative things that I was supposed to be working on never developed.  4 pages worth of sketchbook work was mostly junk.  2 digital paintings started, mostly junk.  I think my 7yr old got more done sitting at my drawing table in the studio and coloring and drawing for an hour and a half.  So I ended up working through most of that yesterday, only to realize around 6pm, that it was really probably pretty hopeless, and that my evening would be better spent with the wife and kids (and my brother who was over for a bit last night)  Which was the case, I did get another page of sketchbook work in, around 11pm after everyone was sleeping (except my daughter, she’s just like me, sleep in late, stay up even later )

So today, I’m feeling a bit more of that artistic voodoo working in me, but I have other stuff to accomplish (head over the grandparents house, and likely some things around our own house that I’m not even aware of yet)  But right now, the coffee is hot, the energy is there, and I’m off to try and get into doing something PRODUCTIVE around the studio today-most likely starting with some speed paintings.  Because I know I’ve still got some Hero By Night webcomic stuff to color for tomorrows update on top of anything else that I need to get done.