Every so often a series of creatures will naturally run its course. It is as if the idea that once burned hot has fizzled to a small ember and threatens to go out entirely. Rather than force the idea and run the risk of extinguishing it forever, it becomes time to let the ember glow in it's bed of coals. Perhaps a new breath of life will uncover it in the future, fanning the flames of creativity until it burns white hot again. Perhaps it won't. Either way, I have learned that once an idea has gone cold, it is best to walk away. What will be will be.
I have three nearly finished Tar Phoenix sculpts currently on the bench. The final textures and painting will happen this weekend and then I am going to put the idea away for a while. I can't explain it any better than I have tried above. It just seems like time to allow the idea to rest in my subconscious once again until it decides to rise back up from the ashes.