Friday, March 22, 2013
Walking slowly towards a bench in a park,
Sitting on that blue bench alone,
With an old-lookin brown notebook,
and a stick of green-coloured wax where she just got,
She began her drawing on the 92th page,
With only one colour she had,
She wondered...
"What could i do with only 'this'?"
She kept her silence for a moment....
Tilt her head a bit to the left...
and then to the right....
Keep on looking for something in front her eyes,
Searching for something that could catch her sight,
Just then she realized....
no other scene that she could take as an inspiration
for her to sketch on that 92th page...
She looked at her feet...
She stepped her sneakers on ground...
Earth ground...
Green grass....
So softy....
She smiled....
"You, green here, you gave me something to tell my friend"
On that 92th page she began to draw....
All green....
The whole one page was green in colour...
A quote made on the bottom of the page...
"I'm not in my 50's, 60's, 70's or 80's when i drawn 'this', but i hope when i get to that age,
i'll remember how this green grass was the most inspiration thing to wonder when people start
to become the most boring thing on this earth"
#just another peace of my mind ...
