This was written for the Two for Tuesday Challenge #23. Prompt: Blank Canvas.
Some days Victor would dip his paintbrush in oil as blue as the morning sky and attempt to replicate its glory on his mother’s canvas, but the paint would somehow disappear before leaving its mark. Other days a careful shade of grey covering the top half of the canvas would change colour erratically, from red to green and purple, only to vanish before his eyes. Read the rest of this entry »
Would you like some tea with that? 