back then when i was a kid in a long summer school holiday, my mother used to placing the old newspapers functioning as a mat on the grassy ground at the backyard and brought out all different kinds of watercolour tubes along with brushes and plain papers. then, me and my siblings spent the whole entire evening painting and fooling around with the watercolors at the backyard of our house with mama watching us from kitchen while she was cooking. we were so loud at that time, me and my siblings were well known as the loudest kids on the neighborhood.
i guess those neighbors, they were just jealous.
i guess those neighbors, they were just jealous.
