I am working a late shift this week, 430pm till 1am. A shift familiar to me from my early days at Alaska Airlines. But it's been years since I've worked that late. And at the moment it's making me an insomniac. I can't fall asleep in the middle of the night, and just about when I do, I have to wake up to get the kids off to school. Then I can't sleep during the day, so my mind is very unfocused. Thinking of million things at the same time.
Today, I drove an hour to the other side of town, looking forward to check an artist/mixed media/paper store, that I've been wanting to visit for some time. It's called The Occasional Artist.
And...out of all the times I've had time off to check it out, I had to pick a day when they are closed. In fact, this whole week they are closed as they are participating in a big mixed media event that goes in Phoenix this time a year, Art Unraveled.
So I came home, made me lunch, tried to take a nap, and I all I could think of was moths. I heard a story on NPR last Friday. I didn't finish listening to it, but what stuck was this sentence: Moths are butterflies that come out at night.
And here...I used black board, lace, a part of a stamp, and created a moth.
Now off to pick up the kids from school, and then I have to go to work.
By the end of this week, I will be a mess if I don't get my body and mind to relax and go to sleep.