I don't know you but I can't sleep some nights. I toss and turn in my bed. Even if I force myself, it seems impossible to go back to sleep to nights. Counting sheep or hot runway models doesn't help.
I get afraid to wake my husband. When I look at him, I see he sleeps like an angle. Seriously he looks so adorable in his sleep. I put a little kiss on his cheek-- Hsssh!
Gently I get up. I try to as quite as a little mouse. I don't want to distribute Brian. I go to my working room where I blog and do my photography. That late hour I sketch. That's only thing makes me calm.
I sketch in my computer. Sketches are for some reason always black & white. Maybe black represents my mood and white represents where my mood wants to be.
I start with a photograph and play with them in photoshop. Every each sketch has their own style but always black & white. I love colors but not when I'm restless, sleepless and alone.
I sketch aggressively like I'm very angry. I don't think anything. My mind get empty. I sketch till my right arms hurts and till I get exhausted. I get calm.
I sit back and look at artworks I did. I smile. I feel happy and sleepy. I walk back to my bed. And alarm goes off. It is time to get up!! --Uuuugghhh!
I wonder if I'm the only one gets insomnia. Do you get too once in a while?








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