I can feel my artist graveyard overflowing...

You know that place in your head, where all of the great ideas die? Fantastical imaginings, stories just waiting to be told, doodles, sketches, gloriously coloured paintings that never make it onto a canvas. That place. I call that my Artist Graveyard. And it feels like mine is overflowing. I feel the need to get them out, but sometimes, if they have been there too long, this is next to impossible. Sometimes, though...sometimes, they can be salvaged. I think I am going to work on salvaging a few of those gloriously coloured, and wonderfully imagined pictures, and bring them to life...


Do you have such a place?