Lately I've been experiencing an odd phenomenon: drawing is more fun then I expect.
To explain, let me set the stage.
First of all, I have a brain full of Equestria. I listen to PMVs and Brony songs all day long. I hop on the Pony side of the internet almost as soon as I get home. I very much want to contribute something cool to the veritable forest of awesome Brony arts'n'stuff out there. The desire to create is there.
On the other hoof, my job is mentally exhausting. I'm a programmer. My work runs the gamut from theory to creation. I spend all day thinking in systems of abstractions and then building machines from those systems. Every. Day.
When I get home I eventually reach a point where I decide that I should draw for a bit. Every time I have the same thought: "Eh, I'm a bit tired this evening. Maybe I'll just skip drawing today."
Now the strange: when I force my way past this initial burst of lazy and actually begin to work, it is awesome. I feel invigorated. Even though I'm a far cry from the artist I want to be, it feels so good to work on this stuff. It actually takes a force of will for me to stop and get some sleep.
I love it.
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