He shook his head. "Not sure yet, just an image that came to me. Not sure how it'll end up... looks like it might be a surrealist work." Elias didn't really have a singular style when it came to art- which he'd been criticized for in the past. As a teacher he felt it important to open himself up to many styles. Granted he was better at some than others, but he tried not to box himself in. He painted what he saw, sometimes what he 'saw'. Surrealism was a big motif with many of his paintings- probably the closest to a style that he had. Mainly because those paintings were inspired by what he knew and did and the feelings or energies channeled in casting spells. Granted this time it was a certain red haired Fae that had inspired him.
Not that he'd admit that to her.
"Maybe I'll let you see when I'm done." Elias said with a slight playful twinge. He wheeled back and turned around. "The ward will lock the door behind you when you're ready."