GATHERING AT THE CAFE ROUGE

Typical.Hours of practice on facial proportions, angles and shadows wasted.She'd spent so long getting the nose and mouth just right on each person in the scene.She sighed and mixed the colours. Plenty of medical light blue for most. A couple of brighter hues for the more imaginative people.A small rectangle added to each face, two … Continue reading GATHERING AT THE CAFE ROUGE

PERFECTION

Gustav sat on his foldout chair, staring at the carved tree trunk. The gathered crowd waited for his next movement. The Monterey Wood Carving Festival had finished two weeks ago. The other sculptures had since been removed. Gustav had become a local celebrity. He would leave when he was sure it was finished. He picked up … Continue reading PERFECTION

BY THE CROSSING

He sits and paints. I look around the room. There are hundreds of paintings. They all show the same bridge. Sometimes in sunshine, sometimes in rain, sometimes covered in snow. Sometimes the water underneath runs high, other times the level is low. In some the colours are bright green and blue, others are grey and … Continue reading BY THE CROSSING

MINOR CONCERTO

He scanned the musical notes on the page, hearing the flowing melody in his mind, the various sections of the orchestra taking the lead as his concerto ebbed and flowed, rose and fell, insisted and reserved. Reaching the thunderous crescendo, he took the standing ovation. He glanced at the clock. Five minutes until the client … Continue reading MINOR CONCERTO