I have been waking up in the mornings feeling soooo groggy. Totally out of it. I’m sleeping just fine. Maybe too fine, because I can’t seem to fully wake up, even during the course of the day. A good shower normally perks me up, but it’s not doing it these days. Multiple cups of coffee have a temporary effect, but then I crash from that. At FIT yesterday, I was practically falling asleep on the platform! WTF is going on??? Maybe I need to start drinking Red Bull or something. Do you know what it’s like to walk around midtown Manhattan, crossing streets and intersections, feeling half-awake and not fully alert? That’s some dangerous stuff right there. I might get hit by a bus!
This painting depicts it perfectly. From Hungarian artist Karoly Brocky, it’s called Sleeping Bacchante:
I better get my shit together because next week I’m starting Sharon Sprung’s morning painting class at the National Academy. I sure don’t want to be a drowsy idiot for them. Maybe I’ll ask one of the students to give me a good, hard slap in the face when I arrive. That should do it! 😆