Mintaka out of the egg

Mintaka is awake for a few months by now and he grew up and changed his shape......and I forgot to tell you about this.
He looked at me today very upset and somehow sad and I had no choice than to promise him to put him online. And here he is, my sweet Mintaka with his funny-brush-like tail.
I didn't suspect an alien species of narcissism. Maybe he is already to long on Earth. Probably Jim had a bad influence over Mintaka. Ha......ha. It is not my influence on Mintaka, as an artist I am very humble of course. :-)))

Here he is, do you like him?

Mintaka, Kasia and sleepless night

©kbt 2008 -mixed media

I am painting millions paintings in my brain

I don't sleep. I can't sleep.

As a substitute for a sleep I imagine that I paint and

Indeed I am painting millions paintings in my brain.

I am dreaming and Mintaka is watching over me.

My brain creates millions images and impressions in my memory

My memory is trying to remember my dreams and my visions.

My hands are drawing the encoded scraps of the past reality in my sleepless grey matter -

the wonderful past reality of those nights when I had been painting millions painting in my brain.