BASTIEN
"Incorrectly, correctly...if it feels like you are enjoying yourself making your art, I believe that is correct." Bastien nodded to himself. Sure, there were things one could learn, anatomy and lighting and composition, but they were not requirements to make art. They were tools one could choose to use, just like a thick brush or a sponge, rather than anything obligatory.
Shutting the sketchbook and returning it, he put a finger to his chin. "I've been thinking about giving a sketchbook to each of my members and asking them to fill it as much as possible each month, then perhaps we could gather and see each other's work at each new season. Could make an evening of it, wine and food.." It was hard for Bastien to host any social event without making it into a bit of a party, even if he was holding off on the actual big ones for now.
Oliver's eagerness to sing to Safrin was something he could not share given his past, but he smiled nonetheless, happy that they had someone with a good relationship with her in the guild. That meant his old reputation had not chased him here, he thought. "The offering is not required, but it can't hurt, I suppose." It was certainly not something that Bastien would be doing.
As for parties... "There is a celebration, a midnight gathering, towards the middle of the season...people take gifts. I am not sure if it is a party, though, as such. I certainly am not holding any parties for a while, not after Fiat Lux...I think it is best to wait a while." With a sigh, he added some hatchmarks into the background of his drawing, frowning in lost thought.
Shutting the sketchbook and returning it, he put a finger to his chin. "I've been thinking about giving a sketchbook to each of my members and asking them to fill it as much as possible each month, then perhaps we could gather and see each other's work at each new season. Could make an evening of it, wine and food.." It was hard for Bastien to host any social event without making it into a bit of a party, even if he was holding off on the actual big ones for now.
Oliver's eagerness to sing to Safrin was something he could not share given his past, but he smiled nonetheless, happy that they had someone with a good relationship with her in the guild. That meant his old reputation had not chased him here, he thought. "The offering is not required, but it can't hurt, I suppose." It was certainly not something that Bastien would be doing.
As for parties... "There is a celebration, a midnight gathering, towards the middle of the season...people take gifts. I am not sure if it is a party, though, as such. I certainly am not holding any parties for a while, not after Fiat Lux...I think it is best to wait a while." With a sigh, he added some hatchmarks into the background of his drawing, frowning in lost thought.
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
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