WHO: Adrian Ivashkov and Sydney Sage WHAT: Adrian's creative process WHEN: Tonight WHERE: Their house WARNINGS: TBD, probably not STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Ever since Adrian had stopped drinking, his creative process had been...different. At first it had been hard to paint without the alcohol, but as he weaned himself from it he came to find that it was actually easier and he did better work when his mind wasn't entirely clouded.
That didn't mean that he didn't make a mess, of course. In fact, if anything, that had gotten worse.
Right now, he was in the living room, working on a canvass. He had paint all over him - his clothes, his hair, his face, and didn't seem to notice any of it as his eyes and mind were completely focused on the painting. There were also several cans of Red Bull, wrappers from the cheeseburgers he had for lunch, and a bag of chips half opened laying on the floor. Adrian had come a long way, but he'd never be a neat freak.
When the door opened and Sydney came in, he didn't even acknowledge her, he was so lost in his work.