Chapter 6
Brian stood back, looking at what he’d drawn this time. He had the sheet of paper pinned on the cardboard tacked to one of the easels in the studio. It was Sunday morning and over the past two weeks he’d done that at least a dozen times, only to tear the drawing off, crumbling it up before tossing it in the trash.
“I know what I want. Why can’t I make it happen?” he’d grumbled in frustration each time he’d discarded a drawing.
This time, he nodded slowly. “I think…”
He put a fresh canvas on the second easel. Carefully, step by step, he began to copy the drawing, spending long minutes on each section to make certain he would end up with what he wanted. He had to stop when he glanced at the clock and realized he needed to be at work in half an hour.
He covered the canvas and t
