drawing | sky

kingfisher blue. off-white fat clouds floating by. even, when the sea seems to reside up above {not shown here}. it happens. once i drove into work and the sky shone unearthly mountain solid. i felt as if i was driving through the french alps in belgium.

however, drawing the skies is a matter of a different calibre. because it brings me also to drawing the light, and that to me, my friends, is virgin territory. how i wish i could bring those big skies together on my blank canvas, of which i have enough samples at this instant. 

blank canvasses on which 16 new houses {not shown here} will be mounted lackadaisically {beautiful word, non?}. no skies in sight! plain paper houses, multi coloured by default, some kingfisher blue, sharing sky absence. eric's DC AC weekend!

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please find here the translation to the above crossed-out poem, sampled from a teenage novel.