The Most Alive I Ever Feel

I pick up a paintbrush and my heart feels free
I am covered in charcoal
My hands seem to know what they're doing better than I
The smell of paint, fixative and rubber cement is intoxicating
It comes alive before my eyes
Patience, patience, patience
The journey is oddly better than the destination
I am finished but...I am never done
Cutecolleen Cutecolleen
18-21, F
2 Responses Dec 29, 2012

Whoa I could've never explained it like that. Thats beautiful

I feel the same way when I pick up my welder and torches. It could be the worst day ever but changes right then.