insomnia

It was past midnight and I couldn't sleep.
So, I got up and decide to paint. Oops ! Most of my stuffs are in the cellar.
No way it's gonna stop me. I found an old canvas, cut a kitchen sponge in pieces, stole my son's acrylic colors. I almost forgot an old make-up brush.
Using my hand as a palette, I ended up with that 1 hour later :

I called it "Sheherazade's window" (sorry for the blurriness, I begin to feel sleepy).

Bonne nuit