Morning at Grandma's
Noa L.
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My painting reflects the shimmering qualities of light on a random morning at my grandma's house. The vibrant green hues of the tree reflect a teal streak onto the piano, almost inviting someone to play. On top of the piano, a crinkled sheet of brown paper, a photo of my grandma. A purple cloth covers the glass table. On top, a stack of napkins, anchored by a rock, and a salt shaker with a red cap that is always there. It is morning in Tel Aviv, where my brother takes the picture and sends it to me in San Francisco. Soon I will be there, among the nostalgic chirp of the birds and the smell of the fresh mint.
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Exploring my creativity makes my life more beautiful and meaningful. When I'm in the flow of making visual art or dancing, I feel most like myself because I am able to express my truth in a creative way.
