Anne Emond has a blog where she posts her comics. I can certainly relate to this one! Still, making art is a way of life, a chance at staying human, at staying sane. Create, people! Create. Draw some lines with your toes in the dirt during the day, dance a few steps on the way to the subway, make a soundtrack for the trees in your head whilst riding the bus, make up a narration for the people you spot taking on the park bench. Get it out of your system so more space is created within. There is undoubtedly something therapeutic about art and I think I understand the notion. Art is just a way of coping with the daily grind. Eventually your daily grind can become art.