If anything its harder.

Making art is definitely a struggle. I don't know why but I've been feeding the wolf that fights me but it seems the results of my efforts point to nothing else. I've left the my time to whims and desires and there is no doubt that i do not regret them, as the memories made are what make life worth while. But it is a sure conflict of now and then; whether to act on the now or act for the now that is to come. But i digress. I just wanted to post a little of the inspiration that points my toes to where I'm headed and there is no question of if i will get there.