Georgia Curzon
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The Midnight Artist
The Midnight Artist The light in the kitchen always gives off such a dull yellow hue, I carefully place the paper in a spot where my shadow won’t block it from lighting the drawing. Why do I always do this at night? I ask myself as the artificial light strains my eyes while I meticulously sketch on the paper. The best inspiration always comes to me in the evenings after I’ve spent the day noticing small things of beauty in my day-to-day life. The excitement empowers me, and I cannot wait until morning to put that into place. I won’t sleep until I start my project, like a child staying up all night excited about a field trip.
By Georgia Curzon3 years ago in Motivation
White Paper Cups
“Hurry up Luke! We don’t want to be late for school,” said Andy to his son. “Coming, just one more minute,” Luke yelled down the stairs. It was the going to be the most important day of Luke’s life to date, according to him. Not even his 7th birthday party the month prior, which featured real lizards and snakes from the zoo, could top this. “I need to look nice for Lizzie, yesterday I asked her to be my girlfriend,” explained Luke from the backseat of his fathers’ truck, peering in the rear-view mirror and slicking his fluffy brown hair back.
By Georgia Curzon3 years ago in Humans