My new experience in painting... 🎨

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Now that I am writing this article, I am extremely tired. My body is so crushed as if an 18-wheeled truck had passed over it. As I said in my previous article, these days my dad and I go to a luxury mall to do a mural project. The mural is going very well so far. ‌

The first day, to start painting, we went to the office of a man who's the friend of my father, and who commissioned the painting ‌. He is a lawyer, and he is also the lawyer of the entire mall, which is actually a 34-story tower. His office was on the 12th floor of there. You may not believe it, but I have never been to such luxury places.

When we entered from the administrative side of the shopping center, when the entrance door of the tower opened, some very large, luxurious and expensive wreathes were placed along the corridor, which when the entrance door was opened, the pleasant smell of those flowers filled my nostrils. A lady asked us who we were dealing with, and when we said our customer's name, she told us to take the C elevator, the elevator would take you to their office, we got on the elevator without we need to touch any buttons, the elevator itself took us to the floor, and at the end of the corridor we reached the office of my father's friend, which was surrounded by tall windows, and the whole town was under our feet.

I had never set my foot in such a luxurious place in my life before, and I was a little embarrassed. My father's friend came forward and greeted us respectfully. He prepared coffee for us, after drinking our coffee he took us to a shop where we had to paint.

We brought the customer some sea models, and he chose two designs for the two walls of the shop. And in the end I found out that he also wanted the ceiling of the shop to be painted for him, and my father had not told me anything about it. Painting on the ceiling is really a hard work.

After the man left, I told my father, the amount he wants to pay for this painting is a very small amount, considering that he also wants the ceiling to be painted. And it is insignificant. But unfortunately, because my father told him the amount before, the price can no longer be changed. And for the effort we have to make for this mural, we are going to get a very small amount.

I'm just happy that it will be a good work experience for me in the field of painting. And because it's a busy place, we hope to find more customers to do such projects in the future.

My dear ones, I have to go, it's enough for today. I'm so tired right now that just a little sleep can help my tired body a little. Mural painting is really a hard work, tiring and tedious.

I love you, take good care of yourself...

Lead image captured by my phone.