Last Saturday I put a water bottle and a tangerine in his backpack, opened the door that squeaks farm horses and went to look the way of Duran in the land of fog, leaving our irregular shadows on the cobblestones of the street, after a long time of not going to walk together on the field.
Little Hayden is stretched with the latest flu. It is a big boy of nine years old that I take the hand from time to time, like when I was small. Still stop to watch a line of ants or enlarge the entrance to a burrow to see if you can remove by grasping a hare's ears. But I also question if ever I kissed a girl on the lips. Grows.
rested half ride. In the peach had an overbooking mauve flowers. Were they pears (hard to decide now which are bare of leaves). While sitting on the shore watched channel, with legs folded under their asses Sioux, the sun will put a little color on the cheeks, we who have Scandinavian skin.
"You brought your camera," he asked, in the silence only broken by the flapping of the birds.
-No.
"That would be a good picture to show the kids in your class. They are such beautiful trees. Do you like?
"They're cool. The could draw, but neither have I brought my notebook.
"Then we'll have to memorize, to remember.
- Uncle?
-Dime.
- You showed some drawings I've done?
"Yes.
took from his bag a bundle of illustrations about ten by fifteen inches. Maybe there were fifty. Seemed freshly printed bank notes. He asked me if I wanted the look to me. They seemed very nice. Minimalist images were carried out on rectangular sheets of notebook paper, drawn in a corner, blue pen. Made in the long distances between Montmartre and metro Porte des Lilas.
There
aircraft, barges on the Seine, the Eiffel Tower. All were dated in early March, located in the capital of France and signed: Paris, 9 març, Oriol. When he was there with his family. I chose the image of a fish x-rayed, which was only a thorn but still with the head intact. "This is already reserved, man. Choose another." I kept the three sheep led by a black child (the little Pharaoh Nil), and guarded by a dog (Mr. Gray).
- Can I have it? "It's
that are for sale, man. Pay what you think is worth drawing. One euro, or twenty euros. Or, if you want, anything. I give it anyway.
"Twenty euros ... You're an expensive designer.
"If you want less. As you can.
- What do you want the money? Little Hayden
gaze lowered and deposited in the waters, seeing them run beneath our feet that now hung suspended over the canal. Until you told me a few weeks ago he made a prank, and I needed that money to help their parents.
Before going to Paris, he explained, he spent a weekend at a country house. A group of families who flew to Ethiopia to adopt, we meet once a year to see how things go. There are children of all ages (adopted and natural). Three or four are older (from about fourteen or fifteen years). These are white, here. The drafts I have last year, when I went to the annual meeting as an observer and saw the most dwarf induced to commit pranks.
Little Hayden told me that this time the elderly had some aerosol cans and began to decorate with graffiti the back wall of the house. They also let the children stamp images. It had a great time drawing the wall with a thousand reasons, until they heard the steps to get owners on the gravel, and fled, leaving the kids with the paintings almost finished.
"I just drew a blue star, man. I had said that if I had suggested them, I would be hurt. And my parents they have had to pay hundreds TWENTY-EIGHT EURO whitening wall. So I sell my drawings.
- Do you think either one euro for that of the lambs? I asked.
"And so. The grandparents bought me two drawings for two euros. It is a good price.
- Will you return to draw on the walls of a house?
"No," and watched the waters of the canal.
- what you propose Although older guys?
-No.
may one day be a great painter, and a euro will have one of the first stage works. Maybe I'll be your dealer. Or maybe we will meet again in twenty years with feet hanging over the canal and be like now. In the peach will be a overbooking mauve flowers. Or would be pear (cost will be decided then that leaves bare), while the sun will put us a little color on the cheeks, we who have Scandinavian skin.
PS: This post is for the mining, wherever you are with the fists.
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