I was sitting in front of him He stared at me and I stared at him I lit a candle and played my favorite song I loaded the brush with some color and started painting I had no clue where the canvas(he) will take me this time Little by little, the brush made its way on the canvas and the scenes were created I believe in the magic of the white canvas And this time Nirvana, a forest far away from sadness and in distant time and space, was created. *The final loopable output is generated from my original acrylic painting.