A sleepless night can be a dangerous thing. After a stimulating positive conversation just before sleep-time with my darling husband, (in which he came up with a strikingly genius idea) my brain simply refused to let me sleep.
Normally if I am sleepless, I just lay still and breath a lot trying to think relaxing thoughts. Last night, that just wasn't a happening thing...so the sketchpad came out.
For those who sketch, you will recognise the need to empty the brain of some of the pressure, and also know how therapeutic it can be, (an artist's version of counting sheep. ) - Unless you plunge into some sort of primeval creative state - after which all bets are off.
After two and a half hours my creative juices were satisfied enough to let me rest.
Sometimes these nocturnal creations lose some shine in the light of day. This one seems to be a keeper, so maybe 'counting sheep' will pay off this time! Now all I need is to live forever....
Normally if I am sleepless, I just lay still and breath a lot trying to think relaxing thoughts. Last night, that just wasn't a happening thing...so the sketchpad came out.
For those who sketch, you will recognise the need to empty the brain of some of the pressure, and also know how therapeutic it can be, (an artist's version of counting sheep. ) - Unless you plunge into some sort of primeval creative state - after which all bets are off.
After two and a half hours my creative juices were satisfied enough to let me rest.
Sometimes these nocturnal creations lose some shine in the light of day. This one seems to be a keeper, so maybe 'counting sheep' will pay off this time! Now all I need is to live forever....
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