I can't avoid the truth: I have fallen into painter's block once again.
Despite my increasingly vain attempts to maintain momentum, over the past ten days I have become less able to produce paintings I like. I go in to the studio and put paint on canvas and putter around and finally go home with nothing new to show, and only minor tweakings accomplished.
Getting into a routine again is very hard. The disruption posed by the holidays slid into obligations here and gatherings there, and finally I'm free to work, but incapable to producing anything good.
On the plus side, today I was able to pet Paws. Turns out he really likes being stroked.