Masterpiece

Photo by Mike Von artwork by Tristan Eaton

She is painted in the most fluorescent colors.

The pallet God used to create her literally made Picasso shed a tear. When she smiles, rays of colors from every end of the spectrum go running in all directions, looking for an untouched canvas on which to leave a mark.

With a simple brush of the arm, one could be left with an unmistakable smear of chartreuse. Instead of being the subject of art, she became the art itself.

She doesn’t need a paintbrush, for she uses her own fingertips to draw the colors of life. It is as if when dawn was on the horizon, she sits on a stool and awaits the sunrise to radiate off of her and project to the world.