I haven’t been sleeping well lately.
Instead i’ve been finding myself up on the lonely side of midnight, tearing pages out of notebooks and lusting after watercolor skills. I fluctuate between happiness that spreads across pages like stained glass windows of color, and the kind of sadness that picks listlessly at the margins of deadline due papers. But there is so much to do, so much to see, languages to learn, different kinds of coffee to drink, music to pour into my ears with reckless abandon and usually around 3am I pull myself together enough to put my colored pencils in a rainbows order, clean up my paper scrap mountain messes and head to sleep, finally.
Creativity is a blessing but sometimes.
Sometimes it fries my brain and leaves me staring at my walls with wide owl eyes, a sea of colors flowing into connections but no energy to make it into reality. Tea helps though, and a friend suggested meditation, but we’ll see what sticks. Maybe I should just open up an all night coffee shop, call it “Creative’s Cafe”, stock it with art supplies and semi-decent coffee and just roll with it. Maybe?
Music on repeat this past week:
Ribs (Lets Have a Sleepover Version)- Lorde, Ryan Hemsworth Remix
MakeDamnSure– Taking Back Sunday
Operation Prometheus– Kraddy
Holy Soul– Salt Cathedral
House of the Rising Sun– Lauren O’ Connell (cover)
Do you Realize?– The Flaming Lips
Listen to The Math– Tokyo Police Club
On a side note, I did actually go out and buy a set of watercolor tubes and supplies this weekend so…fair warning, expect to see oddly wet pages and utterly crappy colored things sometime soon.