This'll Do Too - Authentic photoblog flavour

Late at night, when all good boys, girls and cats should be in their beds. The lone artist sits at his easel and paints . His sense of propriety has long since gone. Whatever comes to his mind seems to flow through his fingers. At least that is what he hopes. Tomorrow he will look at his work and see if yesterdays late night wanderings were an inspiration or just another fight against the sandman. Only time will tell.