DAISY, NAKEDDaisy’s audacious plan, the one so cruelly dashed by
the fight on the night of her birthday, had involved Kippy and his painting
practice.
When not at work, he was often to be found in Aul’
Carlton’s studio painting scenes from Kirkinwall or copying some of the work of
the Old Masters. Aul’ Carlton cast an eye over them from time to time and made recommendations.
“You need to do more life painting, Alan,” he’d
told him. “It’ll help with your portfolio if you ever do decide to go to art
school.”
Dod had compromised. He wouldn’t strip off, telling
Kippy only Katrina saw him starkers, but he’d go half-naked. That charcoal
picture was striking nonetheless, although it made Daisy uncomfortable. If
pushed, she couldn’t give the reasons why other than it seemed to show tha
