Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I want to build howz, a fountain. I want to bring in those blue turquoise mosaics and decorate my howz inch by inch. Those mosaics that are baked in a local shop deep in the bazaar, and painted the perfect smooth color of turquoise by the artistic fingers of an old man. I want to buy the smallest mosaics, and carry them all the way from that land of my grandparents and build a fountain in the middle of my garden. I want my children to remember the color of blue such that it was in those ancient fountains in the middle of those gardens. I want to build a turquoise blue fountain.