The other evening, while out driving, I saw one of the most breath-taking sunsets I’ve witnessed in a long time. The sun looked like a giant fireball, glowing in deep reds and oranges, surrounded by rich hues of dark yellow. As I drove through the countryside and into the hills, the sun began to dip lower, teasing me with just the tip of its "head" before disappearing completely. It was a moment of pure, natural beauty—one that reminded me how much inspiration is all around us if we just take the time to look.

Let’s be honest—drills, practice, skill-honing… yawn, yawn. It’s not exactly the most thrilling part of being an artist. But here’s the thing: it works.