The Worst time for creative blocks
The Smoked Plastic is currently what is occupying my considerations and ideas and altering designs for the third outfit, and it is entirely dominating my thoughts, a fabric which felt so perfect but
how to utilise it has gone beyond me I feel. It is something I want to use however every time a variation in my head happens, it feels as though it is lost again and I remain unsure of where to go next. There is a turmoil of ideas which is preventing clarity and it feels as though the time in which I need some guidance of opinion there is none, and the destroyer of creativity and productivity- panic- has begun to set in. This is not the path I felt I was on just a short time ago.