RP: We ask for nobody’s permission to run.... Date: December 8th, year one; mid-morning Characters: Malachi and Katie Location: The Brass Candle Art Gallery Public/Private: Private Summary: Katie comes to visit Malachi at his work to ask about commissioning a painting from him. Status: complete
Malachi didn't mind his job. He was surrounded by something he loved - art - all day. He knew the art was chosen especially for this gallery, for this village. The works were special, well-known, and mostly of magical decent in ancestry. He couldn't help but see the fact that the work had magical history. Muggle artists were sometimes as just as well known as magical ones. Some famous artists were never discovered as a wizard or witch.
He spent much of his downtime looking at the work over and over again. He missed so much from the galleries in London and Paris that he'd seen. Those works of art that would never be seen here in the village. It seemed like they were all being slighted with the experience. Those who came to view art only got a small sample of what beautiful works there were out in the real world. This village was not the real world.
Looking at one of the sculptures, he frowned. Part of him wished he could quit this gallery and start one of his own in the village, one that didn't shy away form muggle works of art, or works of art from those in the village. Perhaps there's a way to have some sort of art show from work people in the village can contribute to. He doubted the council who kept such a tight fist around what the people were exposed to in the village would allow him to do anything like that. They wanted all the power, control all the media and forms of information. They wouldn't let someone like him do anything that might question their own views on things.
He missed art, though. He wanted to find a way to do his art here in the village even if no one can see it but perhaps Lavender and Evie. He missed having art in his life. He missed working with his hands, letting his feelings and aggression out over the canvas or in the clay.