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poly_chromatic2012-12-02 04:32 pm
dignity_misery) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-12-02 04:32 pm
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043 x 340 // video
[She was quiet last month, wasn't she. Well, she's decided to show her face today. She's perched on a chair with a very fluffy puppy in her lap. Peanut nibbles at her fingers as she wiggles them absentmindedly in front of his nose. She's staring at something, which she does eventually pick up the camera in order to share.
She turns the view onto a a large and haphazard stack of canvases that are dominating her one-room flat. There are a few pieces fully in view, expressive of disparate moods. 1, 2, 3, 4.
The piece sitting on the easel itself is a portrait of a man that only two people in this city would recognize, besides her. She had told one of them, once, that she preferred it that way. To keep the ghost buried. But she seems to have changed her mind about that, or maybe she's just resigned herself to something because in the corner where a signature might have otherwise gone are the words 'never gone.' (Before Carla says anything, Peanut gives a few trilling little sounds, rolling out of her lap and thumping to the floor. She sighs and picks him back up.)]
So... what do I do with these now?
[It was a flaw in her plan, really. She likes the sense of productivity when she's painting, but... she can't say she likes looking over her work. She'd never painted anything of her own, before the City. Counterfeiters didn't make profit on their creative efforts. Now she can see her own thoughts in colors and angles.]
Maybe a bonfire...
She turns the view onto a a large and haphazard stack of canvases that are dominating her one-room flat. There are a few pieces fully in view, expressive of disparate moods. 1, 2, 3, 4.
The piece sitting on the easel itself is a portrait of a man that only two people in this city would recognize, besides her. She had told one of them, once, that she preferred it that way. To keep the ghost buried. But she seems to have changed her mind about that, or maybe she's just resigned herself to something because in the corner where a signature might have otherwise gone are the words 'never gone.' (Before Carla says anything, Peanut gives a few trilling little sounds, rolling out of her lap and thumping to the floor. She sighs and picks him back up.)]
So... what do I do with these now?
[It was a flaw in her plan, really. She likes the sense of productivity when she's painting, but... she can't say she likes looking over her work. She'd never painted anything of her own, before the City. Counterfeiters didn't make profit on their creative efforts. Now she can see her own thoughts in colors and angles.]
Maybe a bonfire...
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[Maybe that's why her pieces lack a sense of cohesion, she's wandering through too many moments and unfamiliar feelings.]
I've been giving some of them to friends.
[She uses the word 'friend' wryly. She doesn't really tend to make friends.]
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[The heart is a fickled thing that never settles itself, not when so many things can change in a heartbeat.]
At least then the time spent will not go to waste.
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I won't say no, if you want one.
[Because she's... not quite willing to call you a friend, Hatter.]
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One would not refuse one.
[Ne doesn't take offense at it understandably. The only one silly enough to call nem that is the little thief and even ne's not sure how serious he is about it.]
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[Apparently she's getting comfortable enough in her oceanfront flat to invite more people over.]
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[And she knows which ones she would never be comfortable parting with at all.]
And I think I'll keep painting, if you don't see anything you like this month.
[The levity is somewhat forced, though not entirely insincere.]
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If so, One can wait. It's the...thought that counts? That it will be available for you if needed.
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Thanks.
[Also not entirely insincere, and a rare comment from her.]
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Of course.
[Rare and unexpected. As far as ne was concerned there was no need for it either. The gesture isn't entirely unselfish on nir own part after all.]