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passionbound (passionbound) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-06-23 13:33:00

Entry tags:

baldr, fenrir, hel, isis, mami wati, morrigan, poseidon

Who: Simon & Others
What: Opening day of his first exhibit
Where: SoCa Metro Gallery
When: Today and throughout the week
Warnings: None to speak of
Notes: Consider this to be an open, party-style log. Since his exhibit is running for a week, feel free to drop in at any time. Just title your comment with the day in question in case other characters are there at the same time. I'll tag in to anyone who comments, though if you don't want me to, feel free to say that as well. Simon doesn't have to notice everyone who stops in. xD

SoCa Metro Gallery was small, tucked into a small space on a busy street, and unless you were particularly interested in finding it, one was likely to simply pass it by. But that was something that Simon was rather fond of, because it was in places like that that one often found little nuggets of beauty.

He could only hope other people could think the same about his exhibit.

Opening day, and he was wracked with nausea at the mere thought of people coming in to see his art, potentially buying it, and potentially hating it. He was much more content to bring in several pieces to sell when he was no where near the place to keep an eye on things, but the curator of the gallery had requested him to spend as much time as he could at the gallery, particularly during opening day. So there he was, rubbing sweat-slick hands against his slacks, trying to gather his nerves into a bundle that he could handle.

It wasn't going very well.

Various examples of his paintings were hung on the walls, most featuring picturesque scenes of the ocean, mountains, and forests. There were also several abstract pieces that were bright in colour and thick with meaning to their creator, and centered in the midst of those abstract pieces was one piece that could only speak of one thing. Halloween. It wasn't obvious at first glance, but the colours and motifs used in the oil piece all pulled together to speak of a day that was both important to him and frustrating as well. Maybe a part of him hoped that it would have some meaning to someone else; part of him hoped the person out there that was his twin would recognise it and say something.

But Simon didn't hold his breath.

He did hold on to a bottle of water, though, taking a drink from it every few moments as he paced the gallery floor, waiting for people to arrive so he could attempt some manner of hospitality to them.

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Well after 6, opening day

calaveritas
2010-06-23 11:47 pm UTC (link)

Aura dressed carefully for the occasion in grays and blacks, with her hair loose and clean. She wore no makeup, and her only concession to fashion was a pair of very comfortable combat boots. If asked, she would say she was attending the opening out of idle curiosity. Honestly, however, she liked Simon a little, and she wanted to see what he could do. After all, he owed her a commission.

She walked into the gallery, and she immediately liked the feel of the place. A deep, soothing breath told her no one in the immediate vicinity was dying, and she tied her hair up in a loose knot as she walked straight to the Halloween painting, as if drawn to it. She clasped her hands behind her back, and the tipped her head to the side as she examined it. The small smile on her lips was honest and thoughtful, and she became lost in the piece of art easily.

She wondered how much it would cost.

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Re: Well after 6, opening day

passionbound
2010-06-23 11:52 pm UTC (link)

The crowd was thinning (not that it had ever been thick to begin with), and Simon found himself getting into the rhythm of how things like this went. The response from the public had been relatively positive, and he had already sold several pieces (though they would remain on display through the end of the exhibit) and commissioned three other pieces. So really, there was nothing to be disappointed in.

He had just said good night to a young couple that had wandered in when he noticed someone paying attention to his Halloween painting. Simon couldn't help his smile, inwardly pleased that someone had noticed. So he wandered over, taking up a stance beside Aura, his arms folded over his chest. "You like this one?" he asked, his tone casual and easy going.

	Re: Well after 6, opening day passionbound 2010-06-25 06:30 pm UTC (link)
	Once he had retrieved his hand, he slid it back into his pocket, that look making him more than a little self-conscious. But then she spoke, and he had to look back at her, a brow arched. "You're kidding... right? You want to... buy this?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)