Second Floor Common Room, Wednesday Night
Naminé had spread a large canvas over most of the floor in the common room. Around the edges there were paints, brushes, charcoals, crayons, colored pencils, all sorts of moddable art supplies.
Near one edge she was working on a sketch of a tree, and a rather-less-white-than-before gorgeous long-haired cat was wandering through the center, tracking some (non-toxic and safe for cats) paint-covered pawprints as she went.
Art, Naminé felt, was best expressed as chaos.
(Very open, as common rooms are! Come make art.)
Near one edge she was working on a sketch of a tree, and a rather-less-white-than-before gorgeous long-haired cat was wandering through the center, tracking some (non-toxic and safe for cats) paint-covered pawprints as she went.
Art, Naminé felt, was best expressed as chaos.
(Very open, as common rooms are! Come make art.)