Post by munelisa on Nov 19, 2007 21:49:55 GMT -5
In the fall weather, everything seemed so colourful.. yet somehow vulnerable. Everything was soon going to be drowned in snow, and unable to escape. It would all have to wait until the sun warmed up enough and became friendly again. Sharing the warmth it had with the earth.. until the fall came round once again.
A thirteen year old girl sat on the edge of the lake, wrapped in a thick blanket and a nice warm hat to cover her head. The girl held a small canvas paper pad on her lap and sitting on the hard cold ground in front of her were acrylic paints that had been used so much that the metal lining had become wrinkled. The Mihael held an old looking brush in both hands, painting with her right and hold the spare brush and mixing paints in the palm of her left.
Pausing for a moment, Munelisa Vincine looked up at the lake, just to stare at its sparkling vulnerability. Grinning at it the girl placed her chin in her palm of her right hand, the brush gently grazing the side of her face and leaving its blue paint mark. Munelisa although didn't notice the smudge.
Lifting her head from the resting position, Munelisa returned to painting the lake scene. Blues, greens, orange, red, brown.. And all the colours in between.
A thirteen year old girl sat on the edge of the lake, wrapped in a thick blanket and a nice warm hat to cover her head. The girl held a small canvas paper pad on her lap and sitting on the hard cold ground in front of her were acrylic paints that had been used so much that the metal lining had become wrinkled. The Mihael held an old looking brush in both hands, painting with her right and hold the spare brush and mixing paints in the palm of her left.
Pausing for a moment, Munelisa Vincine looked up at the lake, just to stare at its sparkling vulnerability. Grinning at it the girl placed her chin in her palm of her right hand, the brush gently grazing the side of her face and leaving its blue paint mark. Munelisa although didn't notice the smudge.
Lifting her head from the resting position, Munelisa returned to painting the lake scene. Blues, greens, orange, red, brown.. And all the colours in between.