Staring at a Blank Page
I remember it like it was yesterday.
I was in our college’s dimly lit painting studio, staring mindlessly at the giant, blank canvas in front of me. Like most days, I was paralyzed by both a crippling hangover and pure, unadulterated fear.
For all of the art and design students out there, you know exactly the kind of fear I’m talking about. It’s not your everyday, run-of-the-mill variety.