My grandfather's paintings

My grandfather loves his paintings. He started painting since he was just 15 and he stills do it at his 78 years. He has painted a hundred of pictures of which many have been given as gifts to familiars, friends and neighbors of him. However, he keeps his favorites at his house; he keeps the most beautiful or the more significant paintings and hung them at the house’s walls. In my childhood I spent a lot of time in my grandparent’s house and one of the images I always remember about it are those paintings: one about a beautiful landscape of a mountain, another about a green and wonderful valley, and many others. He actually gets inspired in his trips to paint his pictures. He catches those beautiful and amazing images he saw and translates them into a painting. However, once I was watching one painting he made (I was 9) and he came to me and said: “Beautiful, isn’t it? But reality is even 100 times better!” Those paintings mean a lot for him because they represent different periods of his life as he told me once. He said that every painting has a story and that according to your personality and emotions the picture can result in different ways. He told me that 10 years before he was painting a blue canary and he was sad because he lost something, so he started to paint but the painting was having coarse features and rigid lines so he stopped and began to see a movie about comedy and after that he started again and realized that the painting was having curve lines and fine features because he was happy and relaxed. He told me that painting is not only about drawing whatever you like; painting is about putting your emotions and feelings in a picture, putting all your effort and determination and also your ideas to make the painting more than just lines and colors. I still remember when I asked him (when I was a kid) if he didn’t get tired of painting and he said me with a smile: “Well, if you really like something you will never get tired of it. If you like living you will never get tired of breathing”
Yes, my grandfather loves his paintings but not because he painted them but because each one of them has a piece of him.

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