You choose your way to paint

27/01/2023 Nilson Lattari

Colouring flowers in a book using every colour that comes to our mind is fun, isn’t it? People say that this habit is a relief for stress and this exercise of spraying colourful drops on a paper is creating gardens in our imagination.
Life is a blank, a space between two moments: birth and death. And we have to fill it with colourful moments. Living among gardens where our eyes and smiles make us see green birds. Love, for example, fills our hearts, and our thoughts with colourful moments (and how amazing are this colourful!). Sometimes, it’s not exactly love but a kind of commitment among people including a colourful friendship.
Some people see life in black and white. Their looks are gloomy and their smiles are false. Feelings wandering in the darkness of thoughts filled with envy, ambitions without limits, and threats trying to find colours where they don’t exist. Because it exists on the other side of the poet’s window. It’s like an Arlequin wearing a colourful hat who jumps into an imaginary land looking for the rainbow posted on the white screen of infinity.
People in black and white don’t like colours. They prevent colourful moments and scorn them, and criticize the souls who have different colours. These souls have these colours impressed on their smiles, wet and shiny looks and they spray colours to the world. They expose how many colours they have inside them.
How about colouring our lives to prevent stress, discouragement, and hopelessness? A strong red colour to blow our hearts to the world, minds completely ready to take new ideas, and a blue colour like the sky, full of positive thoughts. Or the scorned yellow colour that shines as the sun, blooming from our hands and spraying light across the ways. The white colour, why not, as sweet words distributing peace. The green colour performs calm breaths and hope. The black colour, this background where we can highlight our lives, and helps us to shine them too.
There are false colours but they are only varnish that people use to hide their feelings. In fact, colours that shine and reveal reality. How can you fill our souls with colourful moments?
Loving. And if we are not beloved we could love ourselves, and we will prepare a page to love people or projects. There aren’t lovers who are not colourful. They colour everything and feel colours arriving to fill them. They are open books, pages and pages that wander around them and they colour themselves exchanging colours among them. This way of life starts when kids exchange their colour pencils with each other in the early years of school.
We have to colour the world and with not only books, when we fill drawers. We have to colour political discussions and discolour old ideas, and it doesn’t matter different points of view because we have to try to spread a unique colour among people.
It’s necessary to colour everything to leave the world with everybody colourful. Open books reveal secrets in black and white, waiting for the light of comprehension that arrives with its polychromic moments.
Then, allow your soul to fill you and use the paint of imagination to start colouring yourself. Because colours bring to us the best revelations and combinations. Graphites that reveal who we are.
Turning yourself into a book to colour it and fill up yourself with the colours of life.