An essay about feet drawing
I've always thought drawing feet was one of the trickiest things to do. I've always suffered a lot when seeing the result of my feet drawings being weird and auckward looking shapes. Then, with time and observation, I figured out that feet actually are weirdly and auckwardly shaped.
Since then, I've never feared drawing a foot anymore.
So there we go.
One of those mornings, as often, a couple of sunrays would caress my cheeks in a soft and warm way.
But this very morning I could feel that something pretty different was happening. The reason why — I was bound to know it much later — everything looked slightly abnormal, was, in fact, that the caress and warm feeling on my cheeks mentioned above were due to nothing less than God's hand.
The very message he came to tell me was: "Thou shalt be famous. Thou shalt wear holy clothes. Thou shall play music and do things." (I was to discover then that "holy" would stand for "with holes" and not "saint")
Whatever
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