Just blame the alcohol. Alcohol is your friend, it's always happy to take the blame for such occurrences.
My Sad, since I'm in here: I haven't drawn anything, or produced any other sort of art, in what seems like a long time.
I read a couple of comic collections/graphic novels from the library today - one of which turned out to be really, really good - and they've got me thinking about my own artistic career, dead before it began.
Actually improving my art skills to the point where I'd be happy with them seems impossible enough, and then there's the thought of having to summon and maintain the necessary motivation to keep any sort of creative output going...
...Maybe I should just buy a sketchbook. If nothing else, perhaps I could trick myself into drawing when I need to procrastinate on other things. Life is really just a long series of consecutive procrastinations, anyway, with the ultimate end-goal being death.
I just want to create some worthwhile artworks (whatever form they may take) along the way.
...Huh, that really turned into a whole thing. Guess I needed to vent without realising it. Thanks. Pinning down vague feelings of discontent and unfulfillment and putting them in words can be pretty helpful.
Also, I said I hadn't produced any art in a long time, but it occurs to me that I did paint some rocks whilst visiting family recently. Don't know if that counts as art but I figure I should mention it, just in case.