Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nottfinished) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Theo drew, but his attempts to push his bad memories out of his head were only scribbles. Walking through the gallery and seeing the work here was astounding and humbling and he found himself entrigued. He was in a good state of mind already, having managed the dinner with Ernie without scaring himself, and Ernie was always good company anyway. He stood close to his date, almost close enough that a movement of his hand would have them holding hands, stopped beside the depiction of a woman on a hill.
He tilted his head side to side, studying the painting, peering close to check out the texture of the paint before he leaned away again. "Beautiful." he commented. "Dean is... this work is incredible." he looked from Ernie and back to the painting. "It looks like it would be a nice place to visit." He couldn't connect to the painting very well though; that kind of thoughtful peace felt out of his reach sometimes. "You like this one the best so far?" he asked.