Like always I marched into the park with a witty smile on my face, greeting the other souls that lived inside the beautiful park of Chicago. I brushed through the leaves from the night with my empty canvas in my hands, which I was so eager to wash with the paint. I fixed my canvas and like usual I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before I looked up on what the all mighty has presented to me. As I opened my eyes, I saw this bright Red combined with Blue. It was a couple and their love seemed to attract my view. Two lovebirds sitting close and not realizing the time going by. I kept painting them until the stars hit the sky.
A day died and was being replaced by another one. Something told me I would be able to see them again. I was sitting in the park getting the brush and paint ready. That's when I noticed them sitting in their same old spot. Splashing the colors on to the canvas I did some abstract shapes which then transformed into that couple. I witnessed their love's sparkling wings on my canvas. My hands never stood still when their love surrounded me.
After a few weeks they weren't there. I had moved on already in painting other amusing things that were in the park. I still craved a little for them to return to the park. The next day I saw the girl sitting on the bench crying, while clinching onto a Yellow paper. After a few moment the Romeo arrived on his blazing bike to rescue his love from the pain she was in. As the boy got to her, she stood up and passed the yellow paper to him and fell onto his chest crying. He calmed her and looked straight into her eyes as if requesting for her to place her trust in him. She smiled a bit and they held each other's hands and walked out of the park.
When the new light hit my eyes. I took a stroll into the park as a morning walk. That's when I saw the Romeo with a guitar and tunes in his mouth. He was really good. Soon a crowd had gathered around him to see his performance. He was making a lot of money. I ran into my apartment and I came back to my place with a canvas and started with my colors. He had been controlling the crowd for the whole day. When I finished my painting, he was reunited with his love once again. I saw him talking to her giving her a lot of money followed by a guy in a sharp suit who I have met before. He was one of those managers who had come to me with the request on making album art. I had a strange feeling he who? was going to be famous.
Dark passed into dawn. While I was in the park I came across the place where it all started and guess what ? I saw the yellow paper the girl gave to the boy. It was an Eviction notice and it didn't took take an Einstein to figure it out whose house it was. A tear drop suddenly gushed through my eyes and I felt so proud of Romeo.
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Story of an artist
General FictionBrunele is a street artist, who paints whatever he sees in the park. One day his paintings create a turning point in life. Discover Brunele and the journey he encounter.