Paint

am readin dis book on the Impressionists n their art..its part of some research i'm doin on interior of houses for an assignment..

y e Impressionists? i just felt like drawin inspiration from them i guess..livin in a world of constant flux n change..where things r not certain..of course i'm attracted to their works n style..

paintin on e canvas of life is interestin for mi..it realli allows one to view life as a canvas on which we apply pastel shades of our experiences n lessons learnt..n e Impressionists realli teach mi (in a philosophical way) how to layer on paint to convey a sharp impression to others which one wants to communicate..i too want to make deep, lastin n unique impressions on e lives of others n thru wateva i say n do..


Living in an age of rapid change n not-infrequent upheaval where e only meaningful thing one can do is record one's impressions n pass them on to thers who dun live in such a world is something dat i identify with greatly..mayb cos its a hangover from my teenage years..or mayb cos there's still something of dat teenager in mi..half filled with wonder n half filled with questioning emotion..dats why i like e Impressionists but then..we all need themes in life to identify with rite?

mayb 1 day when i've arrived in dis life (which i hope i never feel n think) n can look back on it all n wonder wat it all means n why i've come dis way..den mayb i'll stop admirin e Impressionists n admire e art of say, e postmodernists or modernists..without questions n angst but filled with superior sentiments n disillusionment..but i dun wanna do dat if i possibly can..

by e way, its Ash Wednesday..halfway thru e Holy week n a time indeed, for ashes..but more on dat later..for now, just let mi paint on my canvas..hows e paint on urs?