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With careful forethought he put the brush to the canvas. Gently swiping it along the white space, and leaving behind a trail of oranges and blues. Swirling around the canvas the colors fused together. They lit up the drab space to create a doorway into his world. Every inch of the white space soon covered with the bright liquid. Finally he took a step and surveyed the work. Taking in the exotic hues and unconventional lines, he smiled and nodded. His gaze then fell to his paint stained hands, similar traces of his creation could be found throughout the room. Paint had been splattered across the floor, wet brushes rested beside him, and wet globs of paint sat unused nearby. Looking around at the mess he smiled to himself, for he did not see a mess. Instead he saw the reminiscence of inspiration.
The carefully crafted creation sat before him untouched on the easel until the next morning. It was only then that he was willing to remove his creation from the easel. He tucked it neatly under his arm before heading out the door. From under the cover of his long coat and heavy sleeve most of the work could not be seen. However when the smallest part if the canvas peeked out, and even when only a corner of it could be seen it caught people's attention. The work of art caught many passerby's attention.
Each of them with their heads hung low as they shuffled down the street. Filled with nothing but emptiness they lived each day with out ever knowing, or ever truly seeing life. That is until the creation caught their attention.
As if mirroring the creation the passerby's who had seen it lit up. Suddenly able to see it, for the first time they saw the life around them. The beauty and art which filled the space around them. Now they had been given a chance to experience it. Through his work a door was opened on that canvas and out came the bright inspiring light. With the light came hope and love. The door to another world.... a new world was opened.
With each new passerby who smiled at the sight of the creation their infectious glee spread. Bouncing from person to person, down the street, across the city and throughout the state. Until there was no where else for it to go. Inspiration struck each and every person. Inspired to live, create, love, laugh, and be free. That is what he created. That is what he has shared with me... inspiration.
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