For me, it begins with letting go of guilt. Not everything needs to be completed to have value. Some pieces were experiments, some were lessons, some simply belonged to a different version of me. Closing a sketchbook without judgement feels surprisingly freeing.
Before starting anything new, I like to look back through older work — not to critique it, but to notice. Often I rediscover colours I loved or ideas that still feel alive. Inspiration rarely disappears completely, sometimes it’s just buried under expectation.
Then I change something small. Nothing dramatic. I might limit myself to one colour, try a different material, or set a short amount of time and allow that to be enough. Small shifts feel manageable, and manageable feels possible.