Gemotions

The street artist's murals, which she created to bring joy to the city, were now being sold on t-shirts and souvenirs. Maya felt a sharp sting. It felt like her heart had been stolen and sold to the highest bidder. The artist sat on a bench, her head bowed. The buzz of the city felt distant.

She noticed a young boy, wearing a t-shirt emblazoned with one of her murals, pointing at another piece. She sat up straighter, she felt a shift within her. She walked towards the boy. She kneeled, and offered him a simple, heartfelt smile. She told him about her work.