This canvas was meant to tell a different story.

By nina.T

This canvas was meant to tell a different story.

One day, my mom tried to create something on it, but the vision she had in mind didn’t quite work out. The canvas was left aside, as if it had already served its purpose.

Then one day, I noticed it. I covered its past with a single layer of paint and decided to start over. Slowly, these blossoms began to bloom from the dark surface, giving the canvas a second life.

P.S. The top-left corner still carries a small piece of its previous life — a reminder of what was meant to be, but never became.