An artist's agrravation  

As I stare onton my blank cavast, I think to myself. What do I paint? I've been pondering on this question fro weeks now. Everything is ready, the paint brushes has been washed and dried, the water for my burshes is clear and it's waiting to be used, the paint I plan to use is ready and alined. Now what do I paint?

I have been thinking about this for sometime now, and yet nothing has come to my mind. I think I may have a block. I told my mom about it. I asked her what should I do. She said "Wait for it, wait for it to come back, insipiration will strike soon" and so I wait. It feels like eternity.

After a few months I asked my friends what should I do? I miss the feeling, painting brings me. They said "Stare at you're blank canvas until you can no longer stare at it, until you're so pissed and agravated to the point of painting something" and so I stared on my canvas for days, until I could no longer stare at it. But still nothing.

I think to myself, why, why can't I paint anything. I answer myself. I'm scared, scared of what? that people wont like it. I used to remember that I paint for me and no one else. But why do I bother thinking to myself how people will react towards it. I don't know waht happened.

My fear has brought about stress. I can't paint anymore. Nothing comes to my mind. My head hurts. I'm thinking too much again.

I love painting. It is my passion. My emotional outburst. How it looked like to people didn't matter at all to me before. But now it does. So now I can't paint.