He rubs his brush in the colors, blending them into dark pigments and then layering them onto his canvas. The white colored background covered by his warm fall tones. He smiles, showing the gaps in his teeth, and rubs his wispy hair off his forehead- leaving a smear of blushy red.
"Tommy!" She shrieked as she hurried into the bathroom. Her toddler had gotten into her basket of make-up, smearing her tan foundations and eye shadows into a dark mess on the front of her clean bathroom cabinets. She sighed and scooped him up to clean off his face, maybe one day he'll be a landscape artist.
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