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entrancelogs2017-05-03 11:12 pm
sketchedout) wrote in entrancelogs2017-05-03 11:12 pm
(open) feed your artists.
Who: Yusuke Kitagawa and you!
Where: The diner & the gardens
When: The beginning of May
Rating: PG-13-ish
Summary: A starving artist wanders off on his own to explore parts of Wonderland that would grab his interest. Hijinks ensue.
The Story:
A. the diner
[ The idea that there were a number of options for food — none of which actually required any real form of currency, apparently — was almost overwhelming to Yusuke at first. With the key word there being "almost," naturally. He'd made his way down to the dining room to glance over at it briefly — charming, of course, and it certainly meshed well with the aesthetic of the rest of the mansion but in a way, it seemed like it was missing . . . something.
So after a bit of wandering, Yusuke makes his way to the diner (one floor up from his own room, he notes — far more convenient, at least). He steps in quietly, glancing around briefly before making his way over to a booth in the corner. It was, of course, a perfect place for people watching, after all. Settling in, he takes a moment to really examine his surroundings, then tilts his head to one side in consideration before he speaks to no one in particular. ]
It really is quite charming in here.
B. the gardens
[ Sustenance is all well and good but after a bit of dithering about, Yusuke is just about ready to get to work. After all, what sort of artist would he be if he let such lavish and detailed surroundings go unsketched? Surely the inspiration he'd been looking for could be found somewhere within Wonderland's various pockets. So first? Back to where he'd started off, now that he's managed to procure a sketch pad and a decent set of pencils from his closet.
Anyone passing through the gardens may find a young man standing near the fountain with said sketch pad, brows furrowed in deep concentration as he glances from the lilies back down to his pad, hand gliding across the page and etching out neat strokes. Occasionally, he stops and chews at his lip briefly, tucking the pencil behind his ear and the pad under his arm as he lifts his fingers up as if to frame it in his mind.
. . . at least whatever it is he's drawing looks nice. ]
Where: The diner & the gardens
When: The beginning of May
Rating: PG-13-ish
Summary: A starving artist wanders off on his own to explore parts of Wonderland that would grab his interest. Hijinks ensue.
The Story:
A. the diner
[ The idea that there were a number of options for food — none of which actually required any real form of currency, apparently — was almost overwhelming to Yusuke at first. With the key word there being "almost," naturally. He'd made his way down to the dining room to glance over at it briefly — charming, of course, and it certainly meshed well with the aesthetic of the rest of the mansion but in a way, it seemed like it was missing . . . something.
So after a bit of wandering, Yusuke makes his way to the diner (one floor up from his own room, he notes — far more convenient, at least). He steps in quietly, glancing around briefly before making his way over to a booth in the corner. It was, of course, a perfect place for people watching, after all. Settling in, he takes a moment to really examine his surroundings, then tilts his head to one side in consideration before he speaks to no one in particular. ]
It really is quite charming in here.
B. the gardens
[ Sustenance is all well and good but after a bit of dithering about, Yusuke is just about ready to get to work. After all, what sort of artist would he be if he let such lavish and detailed surroundings go unsketched? Surely the inspiration he'd been looking for could be found somewhere within Wonderland's various pockets. So first? Back to where he'd started off, now that he's managed to procure a sketch pad and a decent set of pencils from his closet.
Anyone passing through the gardens may find a young man standing near the fountain with said sketch pad, brows furrowed in deep concentration as he glances from the lilies back down to his pad, hand gliding across the page and etching out neat strokes. Occasionally, he stops and chews at his lip briefly, tucking the pencil behind his ear and the pad under his arm as he lifts his fingers up as if to frame it in his mind.
. . . at least whatever it is he's drawing looks nice. ]
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[She lets out a sigh of relief, the last thing she wanted to do was bother him.]
I couldn't help but walk over to see your art. I'm always so intrigued when people draw, I'm not talented in art so I love to look at other people's artwork.
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[ He says it matter-of-factly, like it doesn't really seem to bother him. It would be nice if more people appreciated the process, of course, but there was also the matter of maintaining his concentration. ]
You're a conoisseur of fine art, then?
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[Although she said that, he didn't seemed too bummed out by it. Regardless, she still felt bad for him. As a singer, she knew that it takes time to produce songs.]
A connoisseur? Ah! I'm afraid not, I don't think I'd be qualified to be one since I don't know much about art. I just love to watch people draw!
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[ He tilts his head to one side at her. ]
An admirer is just as welcome, of course.
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[Her eyes grow a little wide, and they are practically shimmering at what he said.]
How wonderful! If you don't mind, I'd love to watch you draw for a little while.
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I certainly don't mind. Good company is always appreciated, so long as it doesn't serve as a distraction, of course.
[ There's no malice in that last statement; it's more matter-of-fact, like he's speaking from a place of knowledge. ]
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[With a skip in her step, she gets a little closer to him and happily watches over his drawing with glee.]
I'm curious, but what's your favorite art medium?
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Sorry for the delay!!! ;;;;
I'd love to see one of your paintings one day if you don't mind! I'm sure they are beautiful like your sketch. [She smiles to herself, feeling inspired.] The creative freedom in art is marvelous and it's so interesting all the different ways to express yourself in drawing.
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It is, yes. Creative freedom is a marvelous thing . . .
[ His voice trails off. He'd always had it to a degree, of course, but the sense of ownership was muddied until recently. ]
Apparently, there's a gallery around here, so I'd be more than happy to show you one of my finished pieces at some point.
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[His offer causes her eyes to twinkle at him and she's besides herself with giddy at the idea of seeing more of his artwork.]
Would you? I would love to see one of your finished pieces! Are you thinking about putting anything in the gallery?
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[ He had a list of things to do in the mansion, and investigating the gallery was at the top of it. ]
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[Just thinking about it made her excited!]
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[ gosh, people sure are enthusiastic about art here. ]