Duck entrails and creative struggles

A bit of flu hit me lately, burning down my creative energy and my focus. How I hate that! I’m a busy lady… I can’t be sick!
I went ot my GP yesterday and he prescribed an homeopathic remedy that is, basically, “extract of Muscovy Duck liver and heart”.
I’m taking it, and I feel like I officially became a 17th century witch, boiling duck livers and hearts in a cauldron.
I hope it will work!

Beside this, I’m struggling with my botanical drawings, and I invoke this quote by Toulouse-Lautrec to feel better:

“I am certainly not regenerating French art, but am struggling hard to accomplish something on an unlucky piece of paper which has done me no harm at all, and on which, believe me, I am doing nothing that is good… I hope things will improve eventually; as it is, I am pretty wretched.”

Being Toulouse-Lautrec one of my favorite artists, this quote never fails to comfort me… The masters, too, can feel useless and on the wrong way!

To support my thoughts on struggling creativity, I looked for some of the wonderful works of this artist.
Keep your finger crossed for me about the duck entrails too!

From left/Da sinistra: Au Salon de la rue des Moulins, 1894 | Au Cirque: danseuse à la corde raide, 1899

From left/Da sinistra: Au Cirque: cheval et singe dressés, 1899 | Au Cirque: écuyère à cru, 1899 | Au Cirque: ours savant, 1899

From left/Da sinistra: Femme qui tire son bas, 1894 | Gueule de bois: la buveuse, vers 1887/1888