Nicholas Nikolov

(April.6,1988 / Toronto)

The Painter’s Lifetime Project


With each individual stroke of aesthetic
brilliance that your delicate
hand – marvellously guided by that creative
soul – will never extinguish; graciously,
blesses the most cherished
of all canvas’s for a highly gifted painter
such as yourself. It is simply downright
eternal and certainly a topmost artistic
masterpiece that does delegate
never to cease our love, in truth, disproving all negative
believers. The perfectly married colours – oh so preciously –
brushed in fragile prevalence shall be cosmically admired
with each passing second and the fast approaching; a wanderer,
no longer will I be, for I am your canvas more than a fortnight.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 19, 2013

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