I have not thought about why I want to do this. After a long period of a committal project of mine fails, I tend to have the compulsive urge to recreate and pick up the pieces all over again.
Perhaps, I have come to realize the severity of the insufficiency of concrete memories documented in words or pictures. Perhaps, my writings have been covered in rust, so much so that my thought process no longer go beyond the day to day musings.
Sometimes I try. Then I fail. But then, I try again.