Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Art Lesson

I've always been good at drawing. But creativity... that was a different matter altogether.
So when I saw that piece of art you made in art class that day, I was thoroughly impressed.
It looked like a piece of the night; deep black with colourful figures etched out. Frail but beautiful.
I didn't like you then the way I do now. But of the many art lessons we went through as children, I don't remember any other art piece, not even my own.
All I remember is that one work, and the quiet boy who made it.

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