Early morning, Fam…
So, here it is 4:32, and I’ve gotten MAYBE 30 minutes of sleep for the night. Yeah, there’s nothing like a crip insomniac. Yeah, I’m one of those.
Here’s the scenario:
While Joey was showering to get ready for bed, her chick, the chick I kinda wrote “Partnership” about among others we know, asked me if I did the paintings in the kitchen, which I told her yes. Then, she told me she’d buy one of I made her one. COOL!
I asked her what she wanted, and she told me she wanted like a forest or a swamp, anything with foliage or greenery with maybe something peeking out.
Mind you, I’m already in bed and can’t readily get out, so ideas’re gonna have to wait ‘til tomorrow…AND OF COURSE, ideas immediately pop into my head.
|This was the first idea I had. I'd already done a couple of these for an art show.|
SO, here I am at 4:44 hangin’ with you guys. Not that I don’t love hangin’ with you, we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you, truly.
Still, it’s frustrating not being able to sling paint around when ideas coming in the middle of the freakin’ night. Ashley can’t come soon enough. I’ve got a big black canvas Joey got me that I haven’t done anything with yet calling my name.
Be good to each other.