For A Friend

Her eyes moved quickly, as they had to match the speed of her hands, racing across the plane of white absence, creating explosions of color from a spectrum of creativity. Her mind was the only object in control of her world, her body merely a tool to express thoughts. A machine who’s purpose was only to destroy the white, pollute it with a color so vivid it could inspire a life. The woman was unsure of what was to be the result of these violent artistic actions. She was unsure as to what actually inspired these movements. She was simply driven on a carnal emotion of instinctual artistic nature.

Lines darting across the canvas, marking the place they land as their home, their permanent state of residence. These lines are nothing. They are pawns of a dangerously precise game of chess. These lines are everything. They are the basis for all survival in this world of angelic hues and demonic tones. Without these frivolous lines there would be no order among the woman’s world of chaotic thought. It would all fall apart, crumble and erode, only to be found at the bottom of the abstract ocean, a relic that never could survive in a modernistic age of time.

As her hands felt the tingled sensation of pain, from prolonged use, a voice broke her out of the dreamlike world. The angelic words were softly spoken, “That’s a beautiful picture.”

The woman batted her eyelashes, now realizing the work which had caused her mind to succumb from a break of reality. Her voice matched the soft tone of the one who destroyed her creative flow, “Thank you, it’s my house.”

“It is wonderful”, responded the unknown voice.

The woman chuckled to herself, “I really enjoy finger painting.”

“I understand that, but it is recess time. Don’t you want to go outside and play with your friends?”

The woman took one last look at her masterpiece, an artwork that could never be matched by any other preschooler, no matter how hard they tried. The woman’s sanity regained its hold on her mind, “I can’t wait to show my mom. I think she will love it.”

The unknown figure smiled and stated, “I’ll be sure to show her. Come now, go play with your friends.”