Hit a bit of a brick wall today while trying to do a few more environments to pad out my portfolio. For some reason, I was completely incapable of proper perspective today. And I'm not talking about complicated, 3-point perspective or a picture with objects that require multiple perspective points.

I mean, I could not, for the life of me, make a simple cube.

Ok, ok, so it wasn't that bad. But it was sufficiently frustrating that I started and discarded 3 sheets of good paper and 8 pieces of scrap before abandoning it for another day when I was less artistically brain-dead.

Spending some time with Layne after dinner helped get rid of the frustration. A hot bath with mango-scented bubble bath got rid of the lingering stress.

I'm taking the rest of the night off, as I suspect that a certain amount of hormones were involved in my lack of creative mojo. (Stupid hormones... They've stopped trying to alter my moods, having given it up long ago as futile, and now they're attacking my art. How low will they stoop?) I suspect that I will curl up on the couch for a few hours with a good book, and by tomorrow everything will be going great again.