BASTIEN
Bastien shrugged, never having had much patience for the idea of drawing, of art in general, having to look one way or another. "If you want to draw bigger images, yes. If you are happy with your smaller ones, though, why change? It is for yourself, not anyone else." It wasn't like there was a pressure to sell art here, like there had been in Venice - in some ways it was the best environment in which to create, Bastien thought.
He opened the sketchbook and turned each page, looking at everything individually; some things he would skip past quickly, others he would linger on for a moment and smile, fingers just lightly running over the page as something appealed to his eye. "This is a good place of release for you, I can tell."
Bastien was happy to teach as much about the myth as he knew, though admittedly it would never be as good from his mouth as from a Fae's. "Well...it works in a metaphorical sense, I suppose. I believe for the Fae it is more commonly a story for children." The examples he had, of spirits and ghouls, stories for the children of Italy, would not work for Oliver, so he simply continued: "The Fae do believe in the Old Gods, as far as I know. We do not need to speak to anyone about the capturing of the Sun...in fact, the only Goddess involved in Safrin, whom must be sung to so she does not bring back the night too soon."
He opened the sketchbook and turned each page, looking at everything individually; some things he would skip past quickly, others he would linger on for a moment and smile, fingers just lightly running over the page as something appealed to his eye. "This is a good place of release for you, I can tell."
Bastien was happy to teach as much about the myth as he knew, though admittedly it would never be as good from his mouth as from a Fae's. "Well...it works in a metaphorical sense, I suppose. I believe for the Fae it is more commonly a story for children." The examples he had, of spirits and ghouls, stories for the children of Italy, would not work for Oliver, so he simply continued: "The Fae do believe in the Old Gods, as far as I know. We do not need to speak to anyone about the capturing of the Sun...in fact, the only Goddess involved in Safrin, whom must be sung to so she does not bring back the night too soon."
Some people can't get success with their art
Some people never feel love in their heart
Some people can't tell the two things apart
But I keep rollin' on
Some people can't tell the two things apart
But I keep rollin' on
Base Code by Sky!
