A friend and fellow artist paid me a visit yesterday. After a great time running around town, we capped off the day by staying up painting until 3:30am. We had no goal or expected outcome other than just painting random stuff. I'm pooped but man it was fun. I'm thankful that nights of caffeine fueled delerium and maniacal laughing are still possible. I mean, I knew it was still possible, but its just weirder when I'm laughing maniacally by myself.