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Posts published in “Day: November 9, 2009

07 – Albert the Painter

With the sun already well past its peak in the sky, Albert knew he only had a few hours to finish his project and get back into the safehouse before dark.  Autumn’s colors inspired him like no other time of the year did.  Green in summer and spring and gray in winter could never quite compete with the  myriad colors vying for your attention during autumn.  Reds and yellows and oranges, crystal clear blue in the sky, green on evergreens singing counterpoint to the deciduous trees; nature was a magnificent symphony of hues and brisk, clear mornings during summer’s wane.  His paintbrush caressed his improvised canvas, globbing on thick mounds of paint, building texture and harmony into his tiny window on how he wished things could be again.  At moments like this, he could almost imagine that all the carnage and death of the last 15 months had never happened, that the world was safe and the nighttime didn’t mean doom.  But those thoughts could wait.  Now he needed only focus on capturing the tapestry of tint before him.  Color’s absence in the safehouse was sorely felt.  He needed to bring it back with him, even if it was just a little bit.