11 - Green

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it's time for some clarity
it's time to look within the soul and try to understand it
return to nature for a while and  listen to the heart
bring yourself into a new start

Isolation, for the benefit of others, will never work
don't listen to the ones who look for their own success
find someone who will trust in your ability to exist
your ability to turn failure into a near miss

be green, be peaceful, take heed
be green, be youthful, and give voice to your thoughts
be green, inexperienced, for the sake of new ideas

be green because being yourself has never been a crime
not even in a world where generosity is taken for granted

for sometimes it's better to give than receive

The bark of a dog jolts Jungkook out of his focus, and his hand moves without his permission, causing a strong black line to cross over his sketch, ruining the whole image. He curses under his breath, the sound shattering the calm of his studio.

Living on his own has its benefits, he's realised over the last few years. He converted a room which used to act as a spare bedroom into a specially made art studio last year - something which has caused his illustrations to improve more than he could ever have expected.

Black material is draped over the windows, still allowing a tiny amount of light to seep through. Dusty yellow light is let off by a tall vintage lamp in the corner of the room closest to the door, and a set of canvases of all sizes sit propped up beside it, half covered with a paint spotted dirty-white sheet. The walls are plain, flecked in places where he's got too enthusiastic with the paint brush and accidentally made a mess and became too tired to tidy up every single trace.

There's an old chair in the left corner furthest away from the door, honey brown and also vintage, with a tattered green cushion on the seat and a curvy latticed back. Another sheet is draped over that a little to protect it from being painted on, and there's an easel right in the centre, a table beside it holding a cluttered mix of art materials.

A half-open box of various different types of the same basic pencils, a meshed metal cup with dry paintbrushes in it, and a set of watercolour pencils. There's a tray of acrylic paint (stored in tubes), and some normal watercolour sitting beside that. A pot of water sits at the back, probably needing to be refreshed with new water from the chipped brown tap sitting over the sink that Jungkook had installed last year (in the back right corner), but he's too been too invested in this particular sketch to care.

Besides, he's only using pencils at this point, so he should be fine.

The current sketch on the easel is only halfway through the first stage, so it looks like half a face, which is oddly spooky in the dim light from the lamp and window, but all Jungkook can see is the end result. All he can see is the final outline, in his mind, just waiting to exist in real life just the same way.

But it looks like the face will have to wait, because he has a hungry dog to feed. That poodle-other-dog crossover eats like a dog twice her size, and never seems to get fat. He doesn't complain. He can afford to feed her. And he wants to.

It's just that sometimes she can interrupt the creative flow.

It reminds him that he has to look after himself, though, which helps. Jeon Jungkook is exactly the sort of person who will ignore his own needs in order to ensure something is sorted. Miri's presence reminds him that there's an outside world, which is normally a welcome and useful thing. Considering the fact that this is normally when he feels the pangs of hunger, something he doesn't quite register otherwise.

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