I'm part of this upcoming art show...yet I don't consider myself an artist at all. Totally out of my comfort zone and I'm finding unexpected freedom in that.
No expectation except to see what happens. A side affect of this burglary insomnia is (are?) the ideas I get in the middle of the night when I'm too tired to be afraid enough to self censure. Interesting for sure.
Now, if only I could be so brave during the day light hours, when the weakness of fatigue is exposed.
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