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She dropped the paper into the box, a smile on her lips, and moved toward the easel. She stood for a moment, looking from the pictured face of the Christ to the glowing face above it. Then she turned again to the door. "It's very convenient to be your own model," she said with a laugh. The door clicked behind her. He sat motionless, the grave, earnest eyes looking into the eyes of the picture.
And it is a pity too, for of late years I have been looked upon as a harmless fixture at the Inn so much so that men and women pass and repass my easel, or look over my shoulder while I work without a break in their confidences quite as if I was a deaf, dumb, and blind waiter, or twin-brother to old Coco the cockatoo, who has surveyed the same scene from his perch near the roof for the past thirty years.
"But your woods are so beautiful I simply had to try and make a sketch of them." Magda came back to earth with promptitude. "Oh, are you an artist?" she demanded eagerly. He nodded, smiling. "I'm trying to be." "Let me look." She flashed past him and planted herself in front of the easel. "Mais, c'est bon!" she commented coolly. "Me, I know. We have good pictures at home. This is a good picture."
He was immensely interested, too, and as soon as he could fold his easel, lock up brushes and palette, protect his canvas with a fresh one faced with cork buffers, they started for the house, discussing the chances for a shot that afternoon.
And she closed her eyes a little. It had by this time become a matter of almost exciting anxiety to Charlotte what Gertrude would say or would do next. She began to sit for her portrait on the following day in the open air, on the north side of the piazza. "I wish you would tell me what you think of us how we seem to you," she said to Felix, as he sat before his easel.
The dress of pearly cashmere was cut in the style usually denominated "infant waist," and fully exposed the dazzling whiteness and dimpling roundness of the neck and shoulders; while the short puffed sleeves showed admirably the fine modelling of the arms. Walking away to the easel, Mr.
I may here again mention that one purpose of my Russian journey was to discover whether there were heads of Christ in the possession of the Russian Church older or nobler than the ivory carvings, the frescoes, or easel pictures which are found in Italy and other Southern or Western nations.
Lou Arnaud raises his head. Then noiselessly he slides out of bed on the chill wooden boarding. As in a trance he crosses the room, seizes charcoal, and feverishly works at the blank canvas on the easel. For twenty minutes his hand never falters, then the charcoal drops from his nerveless fingers!
They do not see them, perhaps, because most of those who have educated themselves in the technique of painting are city-bred, and can never have the feeling of the country, however fond they may be of it. In those fields of which I was writing the other day, I found an artist at work at his easel; and a pleasant nook be had chosen.
After a few words about a canvas which stood on the easel another woman the artist was boldly transforming into loveliness Will remarked carelessly that he had spent the day at Ashtead. "By Jove, I ought to go and see those people," said Franks. "Better wait a little, perhaps," returned the other with a smile. "Miss Elvan is with them." "Ah!
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