THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

Inspiration Painting

And then, the dream came up again. Almost every night. Dreams where I see this house with different settings and conditions. Maybe in colonial times. Everything seems so clear and real.

This house, the Dutch family life, the courtyard and the courtyard are so spacious, the trees, the beautiful flower garden, the fountain, the iron swing and also the beautiful figure of the woman.

Sometimes I see him sitting in a daze with his face down, or he's daydreaming on a swing, then a pair of little kids pull his hand and invite him to play.

I've seen the beauty walk to the back of the house towards a small building. He entered the building and seemed to be looking for something.

I was like watching a slide cut of an ancient movie played by ancient human figures. So interesting was the movie that I was so excited to watch it.

And the Beautiful is always present. Like in a movie, he is the main character. He always shows up on every slide. Sometimes she looks down shy not to show her face, sometimes she shows her beautiful face. I was so curious.

Who is he? is she the wife of Mr Van Kemmers? or his daughter? why is he always in my dreams? and why was it that as soon as I wanted to approach her, I suddenly woke up?

Like at the moment. I woke up feeling impressed. Impressed and curious about the beautiful figure. Her face was soft and graceful, displaying the typical beauty of European women. Her body is tall and slim with brown hair.

Her face reminds me of hollywood artist Nathalie Portman, ah but it looks more like Winona Ryder or Keira Knightley. Anyway a very potential face to enter the world of entertainment in this country, hehehe. It is very human, most people first judge the appearance of the outside than other things.

And I'm very impressed. Every time I see him in my dream, my inspiration for painting comes. I wanted to capture the moments I saw in the dream including

The beautiful Dutch Noni in a painting.

I was so excited to paint. With ease, I could describe what I saw in the dream into a canvas. So impressed, so real, like nothing was missed.

Day after day goes on. And every night I look forward to that dream. My heart was happy and again impressed when I woke up from sleep.

That's my days. I spent a lot of time painting during the day, and the night before going to bed, I went back to struggling with books or guitars and started singing.

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"Well, the painting's cool. Mas Bayu so happy to paint this, now?" Said Ratna with a face of amazement.

"Hehe's a whim, Rat."

"It's really good, Mas. Drawing this house, right? who is this, Mas? like a portrait of a Dutch family."

"Yes, Rat. I paint about the life of this house owner. This house is a Dutch house. Definitely the first occupant is a Dutch family," I replied casually.

"Hmmmm, you know. Mas Bayu knew where the first inhabitants of this house came from?" Ratna.

"From my dreams." I answered with a serious expression.

"Really, Mas? why, Ratna's goosebumps, huh?" Ratna looked frightened.

"Yes no. It was just my imagination. Coincidentally the atmosphere of this house made my mood for painting appear. I don't know, maybe because it's an old house or because the history of this house gives me a lot of inspiration."

Seriate.