Aunties, Acrylic, and Other Boundaries | Oluwatobi Adeboyeku | Fiction

  At the public park every Saturday, I find myself wavering between the traditions of esteemed painters and maintaining my own cool detachment in this open-air gallery. The park feels like a living canvas, stretching beneath the morning sun, the grass shining with dew and hope. Painters arrive one by one, their steps leaving faint […]

Aunties, Acrylic, and Other Boundaries | Oluwatobi Adeboyeku | Fiction
  At the public park every Saturday, I find myself wavering between the traditions of esteemed painters and maintaining my own cool detachment in this open-air gallery. The park feels like a living canvas, stretching beneath the morning sun, the grass shining with dew and hope. Painters arrive one by one, their steps leaving faint […]