Six Sentence Sunday, 23 September 2012 (Leonie Hallward and the Secession of Greenwich Village)

“One infuses a bit of oneself in a good portrait.” 

Even if it were only the black kitten Merveille, in a beam of sunlight, and his shadow, quick India-ink shifting across the sunlit floor.

Basil smiled, and I watched the play of muscle and tendon in his hands as he absently twirled the head of his walking-stick. Basil had a strange way about him, man-about-town in his dress, until he got to the country, or the studio. Then there was quite a bit of the rumpled workman about him, a distant absent-mindedness, though I heard the grownups say that his society clients had the favor of his presence in respectable dress. But alone, in the country…

Among those sketches, the ones not sold, is a brief charcoal study of my nine-year-old self, notebook in hand, stalking Merveille as he stalked something invisible in the beam of sunlight. 

 

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5 Responses to Six Sentence Sunday, 23 September 2012 (Leonie Hallward and the Secession of Greenwich Village)

  1. Sue says:

    please send portrait of black kitten. Loved this 😀

  2. Vivien Dean says:

    Your lyrical use of language always paints the most amazing pictures. Great six!

  3. Beautiful visuals, and a nice tie-in to artists’ materials.

  4. Lovely use of language. Liked the use of sunlight.

  5. kimberlykcomeau says:

    Lovely use of language. I like the begin and end with sunlight.

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