Continually attacked by the ebb and flow of confidence and self-doubt, I find that I’m burying myself further into the weeds concerning process. Artistic process? No, I don’t think this is what it is. I think it’s more of a stall tactic. I think that, instead of forcing myself to go out there and create; to go out there and “do”, I narrow my thoughts to identify and definition. I have it backwards. I’m trying to define before I create whereas, it should very well be the other way around.
So, why stall? What is it that I shy away from, opting for procrastination over production?
That’s the question I should be trying to answer.