IDK maybe like around 7? Opening Day
Paul enjoyed art a great deal. He could be artistic when given the opportunity, and often yearned for some sort of creative release. This mostly involved photography or sketching, as well as looking at other people's artwork. He had his favorite styles, because if Paul tried to paint he was sure it would end up a disaster. For now, he would just appreciate the talent of others. That was good enough for him.
But he had seen the fliers advertising this particular exhibit, so he thought he would head down to see if he could find anything for his new apartment. The walls were looking a little institutionalized, so some color would be preferred. When he arrived he stuck his hands in his pockets and began to browse, stopping in front of one of the paintings of ocean life to study the detail.