Week #19 Fox Tales- Paint in white

It is at night in the Psychiatric 'Westbourgh Falls', in the lonely and gloomy corridors only a slight invented intonation is heard.The room belongs to a lonely artist who appealed for his freedom since he does not suffer from depression and severe paranoia. the nights to think and create the most wonderful art you can imagine for 3 nights he has dreamed of a beautiful woman entering a vineyard, he is drawing it, his image remains alive in his mind, like what I remember that marked you as a child, he gives the last brushstrokes to the painting, it is by far his greatest work, he finished his portrait just in time, because it is dawn, he sleeps at night, he creates at night, his eyes open at nightfall, eager to eat books. The first thing to do is to see his beloved portrait, because today he also dreamed of it, yesterday his muse was in a classic pose, today it dawned differently, as if he mocked his creator. That same night nobody hear brushstrokes, or subtle songs ... And maybe, do not listen again.