I visualize. I try to visualize it, but I still can’t make It beautiful. I shut my eyes lightly, I calm my breath, inside my head is a so-so perfection. I always only make it this far. If it was someone else, I would just say “You’re thinking too much about it,” or “Just give it your best shot.” I think to myself that I want to be good. If I were I would have more courage and self-confidence to paint this far. But now, I’m struggling to find the right timing just to look to my left. Hey, is it okay if I turn now? I can’t imagine.

“To imagine an invisible perfection.”