Day 148

I think this self-portrait really demonstrates how I feel this evening. To put it simply: I'm exhausted.

One thing that I lament most about lost youth is the ability to put in a late night of art-making, and feel relatively few side-effects the next day. I always feel at my most creative in the middle of the night, but a life with kids, a partner, a real job, and so on make keeping those hours impractical.

But you know, I wouldn't trade a single thing. I'll just have some days where I'm pretty damned tired...

#148 March 17, 2011,  Pen
Sounds: Bad Company, Original Bad Company Anthology