There are good conundrums and bad conundrums and this kind is the aforementioned: What shall I make next? It seems that I'm always making art for a deadline, and as a professional this is to be expected. One could surmise that working for a deadline in and of itself suggests a kind of merit- someone wants to see your work and this is not a bad thing.
My dilemma begins with the song that I always sing, entitled "But I Haven't Figured Out My Process Yet" and alas, it is in heavy rotation on Radio Becker these days. I reason that if I had more time to figure out process without a deadline, my content and skill could grow, but that is not to be so I must ride the current wave of known processes and only turn out exasperatingly familiar pieces.
Such is the life of an artist.