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[GaySunLord]

Asdia sighed. Fine. If you really wanna "help", fly at it. I'm fine the way I am. Anyway, before you come in, do you have any allergies? Like plaster dust, or peanuts? She could already tell that this would be another "Asdia, you need to stop subsisting on peanut butter and vary your diet", or "2 hours of sleep per night is not healthy".

[the_kiiwii]

The woman smiled softly and shook her head, "I don't have any allergies," she responded. "Everyone needs help, even if they won't admit it. And some just need to be put on the right path because they are capable of helping themselves, they just need a nudge. I'm sure you can help yourself, you just need help with that," she grinned.

[GaySunLord]

OK. Oh! Before you come in, even if you are responsible for me, I relinquish all responsibility to effects my art has on your sanity or sleep schedule. She shrugs. It happens. She moved aside to let Sorren come in. I also ramble a lot. Like, a lot a lot.

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren chuckled as she followed the woman inside. "I didn't know you were an artist." all's Asdia's sister had informed Ren was that work consumed her life, not that it was specifically art."Well lucky for you, I like to listen." she responded. She looked around the woman's home, making mental notes of all that she saw. "What do you like to paint, Asida?" sorren asked.

[GaySunLord]

I'm semi-famous, don'tcha know. One of my prices sold for a heck ton of money. Never got a penny of it. She shrugged, and looked at Sorren. Images. Feelings. Abstract concepts. I also sculpt. And occasionally carve. Nothing seems to capture it though...that one thing. It has to be a visual...

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren chuckled as the woman spoke. Asdia really was quite the character, she and already taken a liking to the woman, despite her not-so-kind behavior earlier. "And what is that one thing?" she questioned curiously.

[GaySunLord]

Asdia's head whipped back and forth as she surveyed the room. Finding what she was looking for, she ran over and grabbed a large painting. It was all the colours that the human eye could register (at least it seemed that way), that appeared to bloom from a point in the center, then curl back and twist among each other. The closest you could get to describing it would be and explosion, then an implosion. This is pretty close, but not quite. This took me forever to make.

[the_kiiwii]

Sorren watched as the woman searched for something, cocking and eyebrow. She looked at the wildly colorful painting. It was both beautiful and overwhelming. "Wow... That does seem like a difficult feeling to capture," she muttered. "It sure does seem like it took a while," she said, still examining the painting. "How long?" Ren asked curiously.

[GaySunLord]

About a month. I had to let each layer dry before adding a new one. She wasn't used to telling her "helpers" about her paintings. They just looked at them condescendingly and moved on. She put the rainbosion down next to a sculpture of a woman in a glass box, wearing a huge poofy dress. The woman herself was barely visible, but from what you could see it was obvious she was scared. Her arms and legs struggled usulessly with the tulle, and her face was contorted horribly.

[the_kiiwii]

That seemed like an awfully long time to work on one project, to Sorren. She hadn't the patience to wait for that long just for one painting. Her eyes scanned the glass box as it came into view, it was a rather disturbing image. Ren wasn't used to seeing darker art, she tended to stick to looking at the bright and beautiful stuff. "And what is that one about?" she questioned, bending down to look at the poor woman a little closer.