May 1, 2018
woah, woah, woah —- ( !! ) it was nothing like he had never seen before ; orphan from a lame village in the middle of nowhere ... vibrant colors, strokes hinting grace as they touch the canvas ; it was almost as if he had taken the view and moved it onto his blank sheet. one would think such response should be just as fit ... graceful, calm ...
‘ HEEEEY , ’ sure, graceful ... ‘ hey, hey ! how’d you do that ?! ’ he’s talking at the top of his lungs, finger pointed at the partially filled canvas. ‘ some sorta magic ?! ’ / @perishfate