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Kassi was completely overwhelmed. Never had she seen so much talent in one room before. Her eyes flicked from one piece to another, then back again to linger and take in technique and detail. The portraits were her first interest. She was just getting into doing detailed portraits herself, and she observed the sweeping lines and shading that defined the necessary details. Most of her work had people with no true definition.. like the piece she had already given, and the one in her bag. She eyed the portraits, then moved on, eager to see more. The pieces that were near her own struck her as gorgeous. They were similar to hers, but completely different at the same time. Instead of feeling as though they paled in comparison, she felt as though they were each magnificent. In fact, the only part of the entire gallery that made her anything but happy was the marking. It made her feel wretchedly uncomfortable, so she moved on, gazing at the masks when Mikel came in.
"Alright," she agreed, giving him a smile. "I'm feeling like you made a mistake accepting my work. I'm hardly gallery caliber in comparison to all of this," she added as she followed him upstairs. This was crazy. Those pieces had probably taken people ages. She could almost feel the devotion there. Sure, she spent almost every waking moment doing something in relation to her painting, but the piece that she had given the gallery had only taken her three hours to create once she sat down with a palette knife and brush in hand. Surely Mikel did not really think that she should be here with the others.
[This is.. so short.. I am sorry x.x]
"Alright," she agreed, giving him a smile. "I'm feeling like you made a mistake accepting my work. I'm hardly gallery caliber in comparison to all of this," she added as she followed him upstairs. This was crazy. Those pieces had probably taken people ages. She could almost feel the devotion there. Sure, she spent almost every waking moment doing something in relation to her painting, but the piece that she had given the gallery had only taken her three hours to create once she sat down with a palette knife and brush in hand. Surely Mikel did not really think that she should be here with the others.
[This is.. so short.. I am sorry x.x]