RYOH

It had been if hundreds of people had been glued to that spot just so he could start the painting; a woman being shaded by a red parasol, waiting for her children to notice her want to return home, a man with a dog, the dog pulling his master here and there because of the multitude of scents and sounds, a short round man leans on a tall oak tree watching a woman feeding the birds, a boy, pulling a young blonde girl’s pigtail, hoping she will yell and chase him, finally she does; a baby crying in its mother’s arms, hoping for another feeding and changing, he could see the colors and shadows, it helped him see the realism of the park, it was a masterpiece.

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