A painter in search of beauty

After a meditative painting workshop, my muse turned up again. With my own technique I try to display familiar images as a father once learned to his child. 
The father asked the child to paint a tree. The child painted a thick trunk of brown and the crown deep green. A school teacher would undoubtedly have looked satisfied at the tree that was beautifully painted for the standards. 
But the father took the child to any tree in their garden and asked the child to tell him what colors it saw in the tree. And then the child really looked and happily showed him the green, the red, the purple and orange in the trunk, and the yellow and red and ocher in the crown. And since that day the child never painted as how it should be, but as it looked like in reality and in his mind.

Father & Child
Acryl on canvas