Above: “Sleep with Migraine, A Still Life” – watercolor and charcoal on paper, 24″x 18″
A Still Life
Always when a migraine visits me, I do my best to keep the day on track. I swallow my pills, paint a smile on my face, put my best foot forward.
The aura progresses, reaches a point where I would be considered temporarily legally blind in all likelihood. Today I reached that point while making scrambled eggs. I’m pretty sure I didn’t serve them to my wife half raw.
The day wears on. My resolve wears down. The pain in my head expands. My body becomes dead weight.
Inevitably, I reach a point where I can’t go much farther. I need to lie down. I need to let the earth absorb my weak body. I need to sleep.
I reached that point around 11 last night, almost 12 hours after the migraine started. Not a bad run.
Then I got the idea for this painting. Perhaps I had a bit more energy left before crashing for the night.
I said to my wife, “Take a picture of me lying here. I have an idea.”
This is probably my first piece of migraine art based on a still life model. Oh, what a sexy model!
You say, “Yeah… sure… You’re delusional, Sam.”