Found

…I was inspired to paint all the races, but to find people of color where I lived was very hard. After a lot of prayer I met two black children whose story was so amazing that I wanted to paint it right away. There was a taboo in their small Madagascar tribe against saving the orphans. So after their parents died, the two-year-old brother was taking care of his three-month-old sister for over two months. When they were found, they were barely alive. I painted them older and healthier to create what their vision might have been during the three-month survival. The baby girl has noticed the help approaching and is gently caressing her exhausted brother to lift his head up.
After I invited the adoptive parents to look at the finished portrait, they were crying. Although I had painted five different backgrounds complete with deserts, animals, birds and prairies I decided to paint the waterfalls at the very end. Everybody including me was surprised at the painted waterfalls in the background, because I had not known that the orphans had been found in the only waterfall jungle in the Madagascar …

-Akiane

 

 

Trading sap for water we belong here. Above the waterfall locks-our eyes. below them-our white diamond tear.

 

Around the cerulean blue nectar our breath absorbs all the air. We view what we ignore-with mortal bows the stream appears so clear.