Bird clock and table with orchid

I’m so very tired tonight that I didn’t really want to draw but convinced myself to just do pen and ink of something I could see while sitting on the recliner in front of the TV. The bird clock on the wall used to be my father’s. It’s the only thing I asked for of his stuff when he died because he had it in his study where he wrote many books. It’s just an inexpensive thing from Walmart that his stepson gave him but I remember talking to him on the phone and hearing the bird calls, never knowing if they were the loons from the lake in Maine where he lived or from the clock in his study.

I took out the battery that powers the bird sounds because it was driving me crazy, always chirping to remind me that yet another hour had passed, never to be had again. Time seems to be flying by and to hang onto it I keep staying up too late, which is why I’m stupid-tired tonight.

After answering email and looking at my favorite blogs last night, I started watching the training videos that came with my copy of Painter (digital drawing/painting software). At midnight I tried to go to sleep but my mind wouldn’t switch into sleep mode and stayed alert all night, selecting colors from digital palettes, typing those stupid nonsense letter combinations into stupid Blogger verification screens, and thinking about painting and drawing. Hopefully tonight I’ll sleep!

Lamy Safari pen, Noodlers Ink, Raffine 6×9 Sketchbook.