- Original: created in 2015 8x10, Posca Paint Pens on Canvas (Original NFS) “Dance as the breeze blows, sing like birds squawk, and be free like we were all meant to be.” As the sun sets on our side of the world, the breeze seems to blow a little harder for a while. A time to shake off the heat of the full day's sun, a time to let go and breathe. I love to hear the sounds of the trees, the mornings are quiet while the birds sing, and the days are stagnant in heat and sun, but the evenings are for trees to let go and have fun. Prints, Blankets, and more are available.