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Artist Paul.

Paul is what one would call a travelling Artist. That is he goes from town to town and land-to-land painting exquisite pictures on buildings. While wandering through Europe Paul came to the city of Graz situated in the southern part of Austria. Here Paul was asked to paint a picture on the walls of a coffee house. Paul painted his pictures and went on his way. Some seven years later Paul was asked if he would paint a wall that had been built to help stop the noise of the traffic that went past the coffee houseThis time it was different Paul was free to paint a picture to his own liking. Paul first painted background paint on to the wall. His first idea was to paint the ugly concrete from which the wall was made into a stone wall, painting stones like one sees in a real stone built wall. He started to paint and his stones were very real looking. Paul painted away and soon the first portion of the wall was finished.

The next day Paul looked at his finished part of the wall painting and decided that a stone wall was nice to look at but flowers were much more delighting to the eye. Paul painted the first flowers of the spring, snowdrops in bunches between the new growing grass that was taking on its fresh green colour. The snowdrops looked very real and were very pleasing to the eye. Then he painted crocuses and daffodils, daisies and primroses then tulips and hyacinths. Each flower looked more real and the ugly concrete wall slowly disappeared and flowers that were so real to look at that even the bees and the butterflies and other flying insects stopped to collect the pollen that they expected to find. Then Paul painted a rose bush, the roses were of different colours ranging from a delicate pink through to dark red with here and there a yellow rose peeping shyly through the leaves that were so real to look at. Soon the wall was the talk of the City and people came from near and far to see the most beautiful flowers that Paul magically made with his paints and brushes. Soon the flowers changed Paul painted autumn flowers with asters and other flowers. Paul finished his painting by painting a snowman that looked as if it had just been built by the few children that he added to finish the picture off.

The bees and other insects told the fairies about the strange flowers that had no pollen. The fairies flew to the delicatessen to see for themselves these strange flowers that gave the bees and other flying insects no pollen. I too was invited to see the strange flowers that looked so real but gave off no scent. Everyone knows that most flowers have a delicate perfume all of their own. The thorns on the rose bush looked so real but no one could be hurt if he or she touched them. The fairies asked me if I would like the flowers to be real whenever I went to the delicatessen. I thought to myself what a wonderful idea, I could have sweet smelling flowers all of the year round. The fairies warned me that I would be the only one that could smell the flowers and that I would look silly if I smelled the flowers whenever some one was looking.

Many people came to the conditerei for coffee and cakes also for the ice cream that was made and sold on the premises. I myself have visited the conditerei for a great number of years and the difference now is that I can see and smell the whole years flowers whenever I want it is wonderful. Paul comes back every now and then to look at the flowers and retouch any that might have faded in the sunshine. Paul always carries his paints and brushes wherever he goes. Paul has now gone back home to the United States of America, I often wonder if he realises how many people he has made happy by painting his lovely flowers on the concrete wall. Her Majesty Queen Feeana Queen of all the Fairies has told the fairy population that they were not to copy Paul’s paintings by painting flowers on the walls of the houses of the humans. Paul still does not know how involved the fairies are by allowing certain people to smell the flowers whenever they go to the delicatessen. I am sure though that Paul would be delighted to know that his flowers give off lovely scents for some chosen people to smell. If you are lucky perhaps one day Paul will come your way perhaps to your town and paint another wall or building that will give you too much pleasure.