My Art Is At a Standstill

I do not pick up a canvas because I am bereft. I am idea-less. My good paintings are done. Why would I want to waste time on bad paintings? I have not even liked the last two at all. They took me over three weeks, and I hate them. I look for a redeeming quality, and it is not there. I do not like the shape, the subject, or the colors I used. I have not finished two of them because I do not like them Enough to finish them. I do not care if they are ever finished. Painting was an all-encompassing compulsion for four years. Am I over it? God, I hope not. It was the most relaxing hobby I have ever had.