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

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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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Re: After 6 PM, Opening Day.
[info]passionbound
2010-06-24 10:24 pm UTC (link)
"I figured as much, but thought I'd be a bad host if I didn't at least offer. There's bottled water and..." He paused again, glancing over his shoulder to the table set up near the back with the aforementioned champagne. "I think cookies. I have no idea who brought them, but there are cookies." Another pause, then he looked back towards Billy with another crooked smile. "Guess that's what they do here. Go figure."

At the mention of the girls, Simon had to shake his head in amusement. "Somehow, that doesn't surprise me. You look to be quite the ladies man, after all."

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Re: After 6 PM, Opening Day.
[info]susceptible
2010-06-25 05:44 am UTC (link)
Billy managed to look cool and smug at the same time. The rock star thing got him a lot of women. In fact, the rock star thing got him just about anything he wanted--except, he discovered, a new pair of legs that worked. He got that it wasn't a cosmic lesson, it was just the way things happened sometimes (they made him see a shrink before they let him leave the clinic), but it sure felt that way sometimes. He could still be smug about his former sex life, though. "True enough."

Billy caught his weight on his good leg and lifted up the cane to nudge Simon's shoe. "Go on and entertain your paying customers. I'm going to go find some convincing water to carry around in a glass so it looks like vodka."

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Re: After 6 PM, Opening Day.
[info]passionbound
2010-06-25 11:14 am UTC (link)
Simon looked up then, seeing others milling around, and Billy was right. He did need to go make friends with the strangers. "Yeah, I should. Don't leave without saying bye though. Okay?" And then with a wave Simon turned away to greet a young couple who were perusing some of the landscapes, politely approaching them with a sudden reserved quality that had seemed to reappear in Billy's absence.

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