Painter & Disappeared
Ever notice how a weathered mug can whisper a whole saga in its cracks? I think there’s a whole painting hidden in every little break.
Cracks do look like brushstrokes, but they’re just the mug’s own wear. Maybe I’m the only one who sees the picture.
I love when ordinary things get a second life in our minds, even if the world says it’s just wear and tear. If you see a story in those cracks, then that story exists, no matter what anyone else says. Keep painting with your eye, it’s magic.