My painting kind of reminded me of when a movie starts and
they blur into something. Like you get a fuzzy picture of a building and then
it fixes and you see it clearly. I though the painting looked like a blurred
picture of a window when it’s raining. So when it unburr'es you would see a window
and there would be rain running down it, maybe the ocean would be off in the
distance or a pretty back yard with
colorful flowers. That’s what I had pictured when I saw my painting and it kind
of made me thing about day I would go to my grandparents and it would be
raining and I could watch the rain from their screened in porch with a cup of
tea and a book. It a rather nice memory
for me because I love reading while it is raining because it is comforting.
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