colour
From snow dripping pine trees to silhouette dears, from African dancers to treacherous seas,
you name it I have it.
I welcome you to my house to relish this beauty. A wall full of imagination that has become my duty.
A wall that my dad admires fondly, the last thing he has yet to do is to dance with the African ladies.
Exploring each frame one by one and immersing himself into it, he thanks me everyday for the effort put into it.
An addictive, magnetic pull that cannot be resisted, but all this in real life — if only it existed.
The meaning behind each brushstroke on the canvas hides within me, simply scared that someone might just disagree.
If u want to travel places right from my sofa,
I offer u a ticket,
Come visit me.
Ill probably be on a search for more walls to colour,
