I want to paint beautiful portages water dog jumping in a field of orchids.

I want to paint beautiful buzzing bees swarming the queen to save here from the bee man.

I want to paint a palomino jumping over the sun set into the horizon.

I want to paint the memory of thunder storm killing a hundred souls.

I want to paint the taste of a lemon sherbet touching my taste buds.

I want to paint the sound of rain hitting my widow like thunder scaring me like monster.

I want to paint the memory of a black mamba biting my finger off and killing me.

I want to paint the crisp autumn weather in the morning at only 06:00 AM.

I want to paint a slow slimy slug slithering on my brother.

I want to paint dead bodies on the hollow floor.