“What do you think?” I asked Alex.
She was twitching her lips and her index finger was on her chin, looking at my painting with her narrowed eyes. “Mmm…I like it. Very diverse and intricate details. I see you used nude colors but it complemented well. Who are these people?” She went in front of my painting.
“Random kids I see in the street.” I put down my paintbrush and wiped my hands.
We were currently in my studio, finishing the last piece of my paintings that I’d put on an art exhibit tomorrow.
“These are all amazing. This one. The waves are very calm and the colors are light. It is refreshing in the eyes. And this,” she stopped in front of another painting. She tilted her head. “What is this? It looked like an hourglass but it also looked like a triangle and its reflection.”
That
