chapter 94 Well Dressed Woman

Zhang had decided that the sudden change in the weather would be perfect for a small painting session. He wanted to paint the sky itself, and hang the painting in his room. Though ambitious, he did feel somewhat unmotivated. Or perhaps his mind was all over the place since he'd constantly get distracted by the smallest disturbance. He had been staring at a small puddle of water nearby. The water of the puddle was undisturbed. It was so still that it made Zhang wonder, why wasn't he at peace on certain days. He wasn't usually this disturbed, but today now that he wanted to do something which required him to be motivated and focused, he just couldn't do it.

This, though annoyed him, motivated him enough to put his paintbrush onto the cream colored canvas.

Brush stroke after brush stroke, he had formed something which resembled somewhat of a sky. Though majorly it was because the painting was blue with various sized white cloud like blots.