My favourite painter

 Let me do a Throwback Thursday. 

 I knew a boy once.  

A boy who lived betwixt the darker shades of HB Pencils. He was in a world of his own that he named himself after a Rockstar Games character. 

 

God Gave him a special gift,  

he could bring life to plain paper. 

Give him a a pencil and paper,  

he will create canvases which breathe. Literally.  

No peers could challenge him.  

He was out of everyone's league and he eclipsed them all. 

 

He drew, drew and drew.. 

and one fine day years ago,  

he stopped all of a sudden. 

 

From that day till this moment,  

no living sketches were born.  

He didn't even touch a pencil.  

The sacred gift was discarded; 

those who believed in his genius felt betrayed.  

Many revolutions around the sun later, 

He let down himself and gave in to the modern world.  

It's hard to digest that he would never love canvases again.  

God do I miss those paintings!! 

 

And Today the boy is a man, at least by his age. The old prodigy is nowhere to be seen. 

Maester Aemon once said "Kill the boy, let the man be born". I'd rather reverse it for now, "Kill the man, let the boy be reborn." 

 

Lest we forget, best portraits are those not painted yet. 

 

Scroll down, and you'll understand how crazy this guy is. 

Before the next pic, I repeat, "How crazy this guy is!"