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More Nano!
I wasn't sure I was going to finish one today, but I did manage to write a story. It gives us a more detailed look at the art instructor from "A Helping Hand".
I hope you enjoy!
Title: Harmonious Contrast
Prompt: Art
Word Count: 710
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Brad creates a new painting
Harmonious Contrast
Brad surveyed his work area, making sure he had everything he needed; if not directly in front of him, then in the studio at the very least. He didn’t need to be at work today, and had no classes to teach, so he had decided to use his free time to make a new painting.
Much of the art hanging in his modest apartment were pieces that he had made himself; paintings, drawings, photographs, even a few pottery pieces, though he did have some works from other local artists. He enjoyed creating and letting his imagination run free, and while he did sell some of his pieces, the more passionate he was while creating a piece, the more likely he would grow attached and keep it for himself.
He didn’t have a clear plan in mind today, just a general idea. He was feeling especially creative, so he had set up a 30x36 inch canvas, to give himself lots of room to paint whatever he pleased. Brad had chosen to work with arcylics today, and had set out a mix of warm and cool colours. He wanted something passionate so his palette consisted of various reds, purples and deep blues, with black and white for shadows and highlights.
Satisfied he had everything he needed, Brad put paint to canvas. He started with a deep burgundy, swirling from the center out to the upper right corner. Rinsing his brush, he went for the next lightest red, layering it over the darker colour in some spaces and venturing into unmarked territory in others. He continued in this fashion until he was working with a very light mixture of scarlet and white. He dotted it over his swirls, adding a sparkling brightness to the deeper reds, conveying the passion of the colour while managing to keep it from looking angry.
Finished with the reds, Brad made sure to clean his brushes thoroughly before selecting his next colour. After some thought, he deciding to work with the blues, placing them at the bottom of the canvas, covering a roughly triangular area. He mixed black with royal blue to give him a colour like the midnight sky, and began making diamonds at the lower border of the red, sometimes covering it, sometimes not. Working his way from right to left, Brad lightened his shade until he had a row of icy blue rhombuses traipsing up the page.
The artist stepped back to survey his painting before stepping forward again and adding a few highlights to the dark blue portions, and using some of the midnight colour he had mixed to add shadows to the ice. When he was done, he stepped back again and nodded to himself; it looked more balanced now, and less like a monochromatic exercise.
Cleaning his brushes once again, Brad contemplated what to do with the purple. He wanted to find a way to make the differences between blue and red coherent; one was warm where the other was cool, one was soft and flowy where the other was sharp and crisp. Looking around the room, Brad found his inspiration in a misplaced garden ornament; a rainbow pinwheel. It was the perfect way to combine defined shapes and flowing swirls, so he worked his way through a variety of purple pinwheels. Some were large, some were small, some had vastly different shades, some were so similar that they looked to be all the same colour at first glance.
When Brad was finally done with the purple, he examined his painting, looking for flaws or imbalances but also looking for bits that made him feel particularly good. What he found was a painted that managed to combine warm and cool, light and dark, sharp and soft; different yet still harmonious and pleasing to look at. He was extremely pleased with how this bout of creativity had turned out.
He began cleaning up, putting away paints, cleaning brushes and palettes, and generally tidying up. As he finished, his stomach gave a loud rumble; he had been painting for hours and it was well past lunch. The artist gave everything one last tidying before heading to his kitchen to find food, wondering as he went where he was going to hang his latest masterpiece.
I hope you enjoy!
Title: Harmonious Contrast
Prompt: Art
Word Count: 710
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Brad creates a new painting
Harmonious Contrast
Brad surveyed his work area, making sure he had everything he needed; if not directly in front of him, then in the studio at the very least. He didn’t need to be at work today, and had no classes to teach, so he had decided to use his free time to make a new painting.
Much of the art hanging in his modest apartment were pieces that he had made himself; paintings, drawings, photographs, even a few pottery pieces, though he did have some works from other local artists. He enjoyed creating and letting his imagination run free, and while he did sell some of his pieces, the more passionate he was while creating a piece, the more likely he would grow attached and keep it for himself.
He didn’t have a clear plan in mind today, just a general idea. He was feeling especially creative, so he had set up a 30x36 inch canvas, to give himself lots of room to paint whatever he pleased. Brad had chosen to work with arcylics today, and had set out a mix of warm and cool colours. He wanted something passionate so his palette consisted of various reds, purples and deep blues, with black and white for shadows and highlights.
Satisfied he had everything he needed, Brad put paint to canvas. He started with a deep burgundy, swirling from the center out to the upper right corner. Rinsing his brush, he went for the next lightest red, layering it over the darker colour in some spaces and venturing into unmarked territory in others. He continued in this fashion until he was working with a very light mixture of scarlet and white. He dotted it over his swirls, adding a sparkling brightness to the deeper reds, conveying the passion of the colour while managing to keep it from looking angry.
Finished with the reds, Brad made sure to clean his brushes thoroughly before selecting his next colour. After some thought, he deciding to work with the blues, placing them at the bottom of the canvas, covering a roughly triangular area. He mixed black with royal blue to give him a colour like the midnight sky, and began making diamonds at the lower border of the red, sometimes covering it, sometimes not. Working his way from right to left, Brad lightened his shade until he had a row of icy blue rhombuses traipsing up the page.
The artist stepped back to survey his painting before stepping forward again and adding a few highlights to the dark blue portions, and using some of the midnight colour he had mixed to add shadows to the ice. When he was done, he stepped back again and nodded to himself; it looked more balanced now, and less like a monochromatic exercise.
Cleaning his brushes once again, Brad contemplated what to do with the purple. He wanted to find a way to make the differences between blue and red coherent; one was warm where the other was cool, one was soft and flowy where the other was sharp and crisp. Looking around the room, Brad found his inspiration in a misplaced garden ornament; a rainbow pinwheel. It was the perfect way to combine defined shapes and flowing swirls, so he worked his way through a variety of purple pinwheels. Some were large, some were small, some had vastly different shades, some were so similar that they looked to be all the same colour at first glance.
When Brad was finally done with the purple, he examined his painting, looking for flaws or imbalances but also looking for bits that made him feel particularly good. What he found was a painted that managed to combine warm and cool, light and dark, sharp and soft; different yet still harmonious and pleasing to look at. He was extremely pleased with how this bout of creativity had turned out.
He began cleaning up, putting away paints, cleaning brushes and palettes, and generally tidying up. As he finished, his stomach gave a loud rumble; he had been painting for hours and it was well past lunch. The artist gave everything one last tidying before heading to his kitchen to find food, wondering as he went where he was going to hang his latest masterpiece.