When faced with a painting, like van Gogh’s starry night and Monet’s red poppies
You feel the air in your chest tighten, your eyes glimmer, you let out a sigh and slight smile
You blink hard, many times, trying to see it clearer because the eyes cannot keep up with the racing heart
You look at each individual brush stroke, imagine the painter painting it, and imagine how he must’ve felt-how he was feeling and seeing life at that moment,
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