when they're drunk off liquor, i'm drunk off art.
they're spitting out vommit, i'm throwing up ideas.
& now i'm recovering from this creative hangover.
Thank God for the holiday because i am EXHAUSTED.
the difference when one lives to create, inspired, & be inspired.
so if you're wondering, last night's party consisted of...
solitude, pitch black darkness, a sound design observatory, Colombiana inspirations, listening to film scores, aggressive orchestral, pro tools tutorials, damaging my eyesight with this lack of light, "Undiscovered Desires" on repeat seventy-six times, a scramble of the storyboard visually streaming in my head, sketched & written blindly on paper. the next next fashion video. from 1:30am to 7:15am. and then i just fell asleep and woke up ...to chicken scratch...wonderful ideas...& this sick feeling.
but at least i got all the juice out!
P.S. how do you cure a creative hangover?
sleep, i'm guessing?
the Creative Drunkard.
P.S.S. what do you see when you listen to this seventy six times?