Jerry Lucas Is Alive!

With subtle call to the mundane bells, I finished my homework and was ready to leave the classroom. I had exciting things to do back home.

For my paintings where waiting to be shown to my mom. She’s the one who’s been there with my sketches and paintings.

Although, it’s her presence that helps me create new things, my imagination is limited to Jerry Lucas. I wonder why I draw of him often. No video game neither the TV that I watch has any resemblance to him yet I draw him like I have known him forever.

Today something strange happened. I couldn’t draw Jerry Lucas, some stroke or the colour went missing. I wasn’t sure if it was my head or something unnatural that everytime I happen to draw Jerry Lucas my head hurt.

I took a pause and the same continued when I tried to resume. I escaped to the lawn instead to freshen up in the soothing winds. My jaw to drop was easy when I saw Jerry Lucas ahead of me. He told me of how he came alive with the power of my drawings. The more I drew of him, the more was his purpose to come alive. So, here he was in front of me.

This seems all a dream.

Is it or am I fake too?