Everywhere I look I see art. Colors.. they touch my soul. Compositions pull me inside. Light, giving pure happiness. It makes me wonder, why this need to paint? and why don’t I paint what I see, all these beautiful sights… Turning my head to take in the whole horizon, waiting.. waiting.. the sun on my cheek. taking a deep breath, waiting.. and .. there.. the tingle .. I put my hand on my stomach, it feels a bit like falling in love.
-Good morning!
The passing stranger says it with a smile
-Good morning! looking into the strangers eyes while passing, even the eyes are smiling.
