Karel and I in the Botanic gardens

You know the satisfactory feeling of tiredness after a day well spent ? When all you want to do is go home alone, eat some pasta and nurse your tired feet.
Over the past few weeks I have been reading Karal Appel's memoirs and interviews. When asked where he finds his inspiration for such imaginative subject matter in his paintings, his response is, that he sees everyday as brand new. His eyes are always fresh. Be it a walk to the store to buy milk, he does everything with the eyes of a first timer, and everything is amazing. Funnily, he also confesses to imaginaning the world through the eyes of an animal. I also really like this, for as humans, we must look pretty ridiculous most of the time, our routines and antics, what we wear, how we show affection, choosing to get pissed so we can purposely stumble home.
I went to the botanic gardens today and I felt like eve in the garden of eden,awe struck and in admiration of the exotic plants and peculiar bats. Today the plants were nolonger familier, they were fury, prickly, wonderous specimens, portals into another world. And as I eat my gnochi, now in bed, I realise that Karel is quite a good companion on my adventures.