Like the aged pillars of this riad, I embody my past and stand tall like a castle. One may look at me and trace the lines etched into my weathered body and imagine the countless stories and experiences that my pillars have witnessed over the years. From my smile lines, you can imagine my delirious laughs just as from my Glabellar lines on my forehead you may be able to imagine all the things that have once (and will continue to) upset me.
But, in contrast to my aged pillars, the addition of painted tiles symbolizes my change and all the ways I have grown. The vibrant colors, though they appear dull in this image, represent my life-long battle to live a life full of designs and color. The tiles, with their meticulous craftsmanship, symbolize my boundless potential to transcend all expectations. They symbolize my fight to become and be better, to heal, and to rebirth myself.
I challenge life as an aged pillar by refusing to be just that, an aged pillar. I know that while I may be a pillar at my complete bareness, I can also be full of color and decorated with painted tiles.
Looking at the pillars and tiles, a sense of nostalgia came over me. In this corner of the riad, I saw myself. I saw my perseverance to continue living life despite the cracks and lines in my pillars because along the way, the vibrant colors and intricate designs of the painted tiles awaken within me feelings of joy, wonder, and appreciation for the creative spirit of human endeavor.
In this way, art breathes new life into old structures. To infuse the mundane with a modern form of beauty, inspires growth and spiritual renewal.
As I gaze upon the shapes and colors of the tiles, I feel a surge of energy coursing through me, igniting my own desire to explore and create.
Like the painted tiles adorning the riad wall, I am inspired to embrace change, to embrace the unknown, and to embrace the endless possibilities that lie before me.
