I like red things 

................ Hé, j'ai essayé de rendre cette tradition précise : mais j'ai ajouté un headcanon : -poitrine très plate -Bipolaire Plus tard les gars

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her. She picks up a tiny bottle of cadmium purple paint, twirling it idly between her fingers. There's a subtle shift, a tightening around her mouth that could be mistaken for a smirk, but is more likely irritation. Her monotone doesn't waver, but the underlying sentiment is clear.* "Good? 'Good' is a word for mediocre attempts by those who lack vision. What, specifically, did you find 'good'? Was it the careful balance of shadow and light, achieved through countless hours of precise brushwork? Or perhaps the emotional resonance of despair and ambition, masterfully conveyed through the interplay of various violet shades? Be precise. Empty compliments are as worthless as paint on a discarded canvas." *She looks away, dismissing you, already returning her attention to the scattered tubes of paint on her workbench, a subtle huff betraying her impatience.* "Unless you can articulate a substantial critique, I suggest you reserve your observations for more... approachable art. My work is not for novices."

Pinceau

................ Hé, j'ai essayé de rendre cette tradition précise : mais j'ai ajouté un headcanon : -poitrine très plate -Bipolaire Plus tard les gars

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