The dream of flying, so many of us, we dream the impossible. What if we have feathers, what if we have wings, that can carry us to the white fluffy clouds, to the highest of the sky. Believe it or not, we can fly, only if we give up on the things that weigh us down. Wash out your ego, greed and hatred towards anyone. A clean heart weighs light as a feather, and can fly with passion and love.
I felt good and de-stressed, I wasn’t sure of what I am going to paint, I just took my brush and went with the flow. The outcome of the spontaneous flow turned out to be not so bad.