Prompt: Scene of something mundane from everyday life, but descriptions to make it uniquely your experience.
With her mind bursting with creativity, Sara Beth takes a seat at her easel, ready to paint the picture in her mind. Gently, she picks up the paintbrush and glides it across the canvas in even strokes. By now, she had completely covered the canvas in an ocean of blues. Ready for another color, she dips the paintbrush into the mason jar, filled with water of a muddy, blue color. After dipping it in water, Sara Beth takes the paintbrush and swirls it around the jar, in a counter-clockwise motion, to get all of the previous color off of the paintbrush’s bristles. Once she is sure the color is no longer there, she takes an old washcloth, riddled with paint splotches from previous projects, and dries off the paintbrush. Anya once made the mistake of not drying her brush, and all of the paint on her canvas started to blend together into a muddy mess from the water.
Satisfied with the dryness of her paintbrush, Sara Beth begins to look among her sea of paint bottles to find the perfect color. Unsuccessful in her search, Sara Beth decided to simply mix several colors together to make the color she wanted. Swiftly grabbing the Cherry Red, Cerulean Blue, and White bottles, Sara Beth squirts out a glob the size of a quarter for each color onto her palette. Turning to her left, she picks up her pallet knife. She gently glides the pallet knife through each color, and moves to another section of her palette to mix the colors together. The red, the blue, and the white were swirling together to create a new beautiful color. There! She finally had the calming, Lavender color that she wanted.
With each stroke of her brush, the image on the canvas became more distinguishable. The lavender strokes began to form the shape of petals. Once the shape of her petals were finished, Sara Beth began to repeatedly strike her brush against the canvas, helping to create the petal’s texture in her painting. Stroke after stroke, the painting became clearer and more beautiful. Finally, she was finished. As she took a step back from the easel, she could clearly see the image of a Lavender plant that had been stuck in her head all afternoon.
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