My eyes would be fixed on bright colours bursting off my canvas as they washed off my brush.
My ears would be listening to my brush flicking smoothly.
My fingers would be moving quickly like a stingrays tail.
My mouth would be sealed shut, still and quiet like a lion about to get his prey.
My mind would be peering into what my art would look like when it's done.
By Hauata Jepsen.
this writing is great. its very descriptive and its paints a picture of someone painting a picture!!!!!
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this writing painted a picture of a painter painting a picture. imagine that!!!!
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