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A piece I’ve been working on over spring break. Currently untitled.

Meditation has been one of the biggest additions to my morning and life that I’ve found in awhile.

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Life as an art grad and commissions artist. Colorful as fuck.

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(Photo: Studio time, working on portrait photos March 2018)

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Music: Ghosts and Rotten Love EP by Acid Ghosts (https://acidghostsf.bandcamp.com/album/ghosts-rotten-love-ep) It's been one hell of a day. About twenty four hours ago I woke up from a groggy dream of being chased to multiple areas of pain. The following eighteen hours were spent in bed or in the shower, the transit between usually involving nauseous vomiting or sitting in the hall waiting for the episode to subside so I could make it back to bed. My room is a mess. Clothes are everywhere. I didn't do yoga this morning. I've eaten a grand total of a handful of coconut chips and some broccoli I fried up this afternoon. Not being one to take painkillers, my dresser is a menagerie of ice packs, herbal muscle relaxers, tissues, water cups, and essential oils. I smell like someone who spent the day sick in bed. I have absolutely no idea where my phone charger is. And for some reason, I'm still up, writing a damn blog post. One in the morning is a weird time to be up. It's around the witching hour; for me, it's got a sense of timelessness, where my eyes start to droop but the brain is opening up to all the colors seeping in from the other side. It's an in-between place, somewhere far from being awake but far from being asleep. It's not like dreaming, but there are elements present from that space. It's not like being stoned, though that's a way to reach this space. No, it's a mind-trip that exist, pretty much exclusively, in this time of night, in this realm of creativity that artistic synesthetes like myself feel on a daily basis. There was a famous writer that would sit in a chair, a rock in one hand and a bucket underneath. He would bore himself to near sleep, his hand would relax, and the rock would drop into the bucket, causing such a clatter that he would jolt awake. He'd then proceed to bore himself to near sleep again- the theory was he got his best ideas in that near-sleep zone, and by constantly waking himself up again, he'd be able to remember them long enough to write them down, like waking dreams that he could manifest. I think witching hour artists live in that space. Does that mean we have an excess amount of ideas or a deficiency in brain-sleepy-chemicals? Probably both. Most likely both. Regardless, artists. Though I don't think it's necessarily sustainable, try pushing through that tiredness at least once. See what kind of paint your fingers dip into and what lines they trace. Don't think about it; the less you think about it, the less you seek for inspiration, the more you're able to figure out just what your art and your mind is trying to tell you.