I am tenderly wincing about my house “enjoying” a withering migraine. It’s snowing outside, which thank heck, dampens all sound. I get Synesthesia with these migraines (i get it at other times to).Sensory overload will trigger a migraine for me. Often, I will wear sunglasses and ear plugs. It helps. My synesthesia (which I’ve had since I can remember) manifests as crunchy white sound-waves that I can see, bouncing and rippling off of everything, sort of the same as water would. It can be dissorienting when it really gets going. Thankfully it’s only when I am completely overloaded. A tell tale sign that it’s time to to lay the physics down, and take a nap. I think my pain threashold has risen/changed… These things happen. Folks suggest I paint what my migraines feel like…maybe
This is how a migraine starts for me:
The last while: I have been working on a number of things. One commission for a stop motion animation I am doing with a fella in SF, California, (top secret stuff. Can’t say a dang thing), and the other is a painting commission for a fella in Vancouver, BC (there are snippets of it on my instagram). Some of you have already seen it, so you know what I speak of. Also, I have started a new paintings for a series, which will be going up at Red Light in Nelson BC, Canada, December 7th. These are based on paintings that I did when I was in Scotland, and which are still there, but are very challening to locate apparently. I am learning to make time lapse videos. Yaaaaay. These pieces are big (6 x 4) and are plenty fun for me. Hopefully I get enough well days to finish at least one in time for that show, if not, I will hang my latest work which is already completed. One thing I am learning about chronic pain, is to make huge space for things to not go my way, and to adapt. Good thing I am a type B personality. I can adapt, and am not difficult about it, generally.
Anyone who’s been following my instagram knows I loooove plants. Recently, I aquired a black pagoda Lipstick, red anthurium, brons orchid, Iron Cross painted bagonia, and a Monkey Cups carnivourous plant. All of these have me feeling pretty stoked. I tend to trade with friends to aquire these lovlies. I have friends who are also addicted to plants, so it works out. Slowly, my living space is becoming a tropical oasis. Folks like me neeeed oasi? oasis’s? Whatever, you get me. I shall post many a pic once these babes take root.
In the meantime, self care, treat yourself nice this fortnight, technically, you’ve done well. Tend to your own energy before feeding others yours by accident. Don’t feel guilty about having boundaries.