For the last 5 and a half years, I haven’t slept like a functioning person. Post 11 pm, my brain begins firing the right way, and I must create, get drunk, or both. The creation bit usually yields a new song, a short story based off a recent dream, or a 5 minute drawing to be stuck on the wall and forgotten. In recent weeks, I’ve drawn nothing but self-portraits. I can’t be sure of any significant reason, other than the absence of another live subject. I’ll prop up a mirror, sit on the floor, and scrawl out some suggestion of my face. They all look like me, but often don’t make it past the first stages of completion. This one I did last night while blasted. So far It’s the best one I’ve got, and I think I’ll fix it up more sometime soon. In the meantime, here’s my unfinished drunken work, and unrefined drunken face. I’ll post more Dream Writing soon, once I get around to sifting through the 30+ entries in my notes app. Listen to The The.
If you drew that while drunk, I'm gonna be hella amazed what you are able to draw while sober.
You're making the rest of us feel bad man..I can barely draw a stick figure while sober.