Who: Moana & Simon What: A consultation Where: P1 When: Monday afternoon, around 3pm Warnings: None at the moment
Shortly before three that afternoon, Simon made his way to the penthouse floor of the building, a notebook under one arm and a pencil tucked behind one ear. Moana's commission was quite the prospect for him, a little daunting, more than a little challenging, and he looked forward to working with her on it.
Seeing a person in their element, the colours that made up their life, the things they held dear... it was all necessary in creating something that would both fit their world and please them at the same time. Simon thought like he had been doing this for years, when really, this entire experience was new to him as well. He had only started painting after he left North Carolina, and while the bit of success he had had in selling and showing was promising, Simon still wondered if he had any talent in the slightest. The world of an artist was a tremulous one, but so long as it paid the bills, he'd keep trying to be better than he was the day before.
Looking at the door to penthouse one, his lips pressed in a line, head tilted to the side slightly before he raised his hand to knock, and once that was done, he stepped back, considering his own thoughts as he waited for Moana to answer.