Thought I’d share the development of a third witch this week and see how many days I will take to finish her. I woke up at 4:15 am and had to paint first thing before jumping into a 5am yoga practice, where the cats are going to start talking to me about the food they want. I don’t know why I keep painting her, but she visits often. I thought I’d try and give her a smirk like she is laughing but also flirting, because she knows something. No, I’m not high. This is my brain in the mornings, waking up from who knows what dreamland kind of sleep I tend to have. The cats have declared me fit for employment for at least the next five weeks.

SHE
Inside the green, beside a tree
She keeps coming back to me
I spill dreams inside her eyes
Learn how magic changes skies
We hold hands, climb the trees
Dance with storms, dive in seas
She will never come apart
Lyric dancer, work of art