Girl and dreams Painting

In the light of the moon a little girl lay on a bed. One Sunday morning she woke up and — Oh! — she was looking out of the window onto the town below. She started to look for some paints and brushes. On Monday of her life she drew a hundred flowers, but she was still a little girl. On Tuesday of her life she painted two hundred people, but she was still a little girl. On Wednesday of her life she drew three hundred houses, but she was still a little girl. On Thursday of her life she drew four hundred trees, but she was still a little girl. On Friday of her life she drew five hundred love stories, but she was still a little girl. On Saturday of her life she designed newspapers, brandbooks, magazines, books and even she drew on the walls of her town. Then she had a soulache! The next stage in her life was Sunday again. The little girl painted one nice big picture, and after that she felt much better. Now she wasn’t a little girl any more. She was a big clever girl. She made a small room on Saatchi Art. She’d been preparing for this for the past two years. Then she clicked on the start button, pushed her way out and… she was an Artist!