STORY STARTER
An artist must spend hours painting one person, but they become enamored with the subject's beauty to the point of their distraction.
Whichever narrative viewpoint you choose, try to include emotive and evocative language to portray the artist's fascination.
Canvas
Sitting there on the unworthy stool, I almost want to pull it away and bring in the perfumed couch. But of course I can’t do that, now. You’re comfortable already, fanning yourself in the heat and humidity of the day. The flaps of the tent are still; there is no breeze today, but you are so deserving of one. I can’t bring my eyes away from yours, anyhow. This whole time, the whole three hours I’ve been painting you in portrait, I haven’t been able to draw my eyes from yours. You think nothing of it, of course, as you know I am here to paint you. You must assume I’m to your body by now, with the general sketch of the face done, and in honesty, I don’t know where I am. The canvas must reflect just one eyeball, drawn again and again to perfection - if I were to look down. But I can’t - I can only see your eye, and the left one in particular, and how it is calling my name. I paint and draw and sketch the oval frame of the orb and without a further thought I drop the brush and reach forward to have it for myself. You make no noise in complaint.