Finding New Colors

I dropped down from the high shelf by catching a woven cord, landing clean on the coffee table. Right there in the middle was a stack of open art magazines, just waiting. One page had this massive spread of teal, magenta, and raw orange splatters, totally transforming the plain paper into pure energy. I knelt down, running my fingertips over the glossy print to feel the ink texture. The colors pop so hard under the midday sun. It makes this whole quiet room feel like a blank canvas... just begging for something bold.