The broken clock is a comfort

Ghita Marino · 06-24-2010, 05:31 PM

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Don't worry about it! ^^ And sorry it's so short - I don't have a ton of time. ><
Wc: 314

Unaware of Mati's eyes watching her hand's every movement, Ghita's focus extended to the point that she forgot about her leg, forgot about Mati watching her, and forgot about the nagging worry that she might never be able to walk properly again. For now, all that remained were the lines on the page that seemed to grow before her turquoise orbs, spreading in definition and clarity.

Finally looking up once more, she turned to her drawing mentor, seeking approval from the much more skilled fae in hopes to gain some insight, a new skill for her to master. Blinking as Mati moved her hand around the page, her eyes narrowed in concentration, trying to visualize just what Mati was getting at. Soaking in the feeling of how her hand moved and the visuals of how the box looked now, the older fae briefly wondered if changing the angle of the lines would affect anything if she couldn't get it perfectly the first time.

Enlightenment spread across Ghita's face, causing her pierced ears to flick in amazement. "It looks like some boxes we have around here.." she murmured, as if a child learning about the world for the first time. Previously she didn't know the first thing about drawing, but now her eye was already seeking out the lines around the manor, exploring the world through a lens she'd never previously imagined.

Nodding, the fae expressed her appreciation towards Mati's sketch, chewing on her bottom lip slightly. "Si, I can see it." Excitement had lingered at the corners of her tone for a while, creeping in just towards the end as she heard the praise from the girl grace her ears. Flicking them once more in modesty, she gave a soft smile to the girl, the depths of what learning this simple skill meant to her flickering in her eyes. "You think so? Thank you."

Mati Church · 06-26-2010, 12:13 PM

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Mines short too, maybe we could wrap this one up and then maybe have another? ^^ Maybe Ghita could teach Mati some Italian?

She was a good pupil, patient and willing to learn. Mati had gained patience from the puppies that she worked with, and if there had been a bit of reluctance she would have been able to deal and work through it. But, Ghita was so eager to learn that it made it incredibly easy to show her all the simple elements that it took to create a drawing. Painting would take much more, even the simple techniques were more complicated then these single lines and shapes. But, one step at a time.

Then, Mati began with a thoughtful tone, moving right along with the lesson. if you use the flat side of the pencil you can create a shadow and shade in the side of the box to make it look further away then the front. Mati took the pencil in her hand and began loosely coloring in on of the panels that Ghita had made.

Your welcome. The brown female responded with a smile. Giving the pencil back to the female Mati leaned back in her chair, giving the other the room to experiment and just have fun with the paper. Practice will help with your grip on the pencil, as well as help develop your own creative technique. Of course when it came to art there was only so much that could be taught and learned. At times it was simply dependant on the artist’s eye.

Ghita Marino · 07-07-2010, 06:44 AM

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:O! I'm sure Ghita would love that! If you want to post again, feel free! But I'll probably end it here.
Wc: 256

She was exposed to a world, a whole new universe that she'd been oblivious to previously. Images swam before her turquoise eyes, begging to be illustrated and applied to the ivory canvas that had began to quake with excitement. Grinning now, she listened to Mati's speech as her hand slowed down, gently laying the hand upon her lap, and the paper, until Mati moved her pencil from her grip. Watching now with intrigued curiosity, her ears flicked once, twice, as a whole other side of this new-found artistic world was revealed. The simple joy of being able to change the thickness of the line was astounding, unbelievable, but at the same time wonderful.

Where her smile had faded into intense curiosity, it soon reappeared at the statement she made, a quieter, more mature grin than the childish one she'd worn before. Taking the pencil again, ever so gently, she listened to the brown-furred fae as she turned the pencil in her hand, enjoying the feel of the wood on her furred fingers. Creative technique? That was something completely new to her. But then again, she had seen some practice sketches in Mati's book of cubes and spheres, ones that looked quite different than her own.

Sighing lightly, the fae leaned back, letting the pencil fall gently into her lap along with her paper. "Thank you Mati. This means a lot to me." Of course, the exact meaning would be hidden from such a stranger, but the simple recognition of the meaning was a start, at least.

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