Artwork Dump Novels & Stories

he asked, leaning forward slightly, refocusing on the painting. I signed my paintings with my alias, Abigale Rourke, however, hidden somewhere in all of my artwork where my real initials, HD for Hycinth Diamonte. I pointed to two swirls by the wolf's ear. Luca nodded. My glance drifted away from the painting and landed on another piece of artwork. I hadn't created this one. Instead, we'd found it at a local flea market, and it was one of my favorite pieces in the loft. A massive, metal steampunk-looking clock with interlocking gears. The time on the clock face jolted me out of our softly-spoken moment.

Overwhelmed, Rebecca collapsed onto the floor, smearing paint across her dress. I opened another folder. "Or should we also discuss the case of infants being switched in a hospital for personal gain—" A voice from the adjudicators cut in, "Sorry to interrupt, but I would like to say a few words about this." All eyes turned. The Fine Arts Coordinator rose and adjusted his glasses. "I can testify to the truth of Bernadette's claim. Last year, Mr. Applebaum and I attended the International Youth Art Show and saw a piece titled 'Imbolc.' It was signed by Bernadette Montgomery."

Someone was interested in my art. ‘Good day Mia Carpenter, I hope you're having a good day. I'm Rihanna Voss, and I'm reaching out as a representative from a private art agency. We're on the lookout for fresh talent, and your artwork really caught my eye. Each piece is a unique masterpiece, and we believe they would be a perfect fit for our agency's interests. Our clients are generous and are offering half a million dollars ($500,000) for a session showcase of a masterpiece. The best part is that you retain 100% rights and credit for your work, and the agency only takes a 10% commission. This means you're displaying your work in a private setting. If you're interested, please let us know. We

"MegaNoel doesn't delete high-value assets; they just 'Version-Control' them. They keep them here in case they want to 'Remake' the series in ten years." I ran down the central aisle, my eyes scanning the labels on the pods. * **[ASSET: VAMPIRE_COUNCIL_04] - STATUS: ARCHIVED** * **[ASSET: ZOMBIE_OUTBREAK_BETA] - STATUS: DEPRECATED** * **[ASSET: SILVER_MOON_PACK_FINAL] - STATUS: LIQUIDATION_PENDING** "There!" I screamed, slamming my palms against the glass of the Silver Moon pod.

I smile again. I put my phone down, and began typing up my detailed plans. I’m changing that nasty grey color to green. Warm. Inviting. Royal Orchard, Bitter Sage, and Green Balsam. I even put down the name of the paint company and listed trusted painters from the company to do the job. Although, I’d probably help them out too. After all the plans have been typed out, I only placed “a delicate surprise” as to where I’m getting the artwork from. I don’t want him to know that I’ve already contacted the art department of a local university to help display their students work. I’m just waiting on an email with the images to sort through the potential artwork ranging from paintings and sculptures

Some of them were in dire need, but regardless of that, the need shouldn’t lead them to whatever they were dealing with. “I understand that you are here seeking for sponsors, but I do not sponsor a project that I do not see benefitting or appealing. Though some of you have passed through my right hand’s review. Mine was the one that determined it, and I have chosen to not sponsor any of the projects.” Arturo said, looking at Anika. “First, I do not work with lawyers or cops. My apologies, but I have my own terms in this, and after investigating, some of you did indeed turn out being them. The issue is right now, you have a nice little question mark over your heads, and I believe that you kno

he asked, leaning forward slightly, refocusing on the painting. I signed my paintings with my alias, Abigale Rourke, however, hidden somewhere in all of my artwork where my real initials, HD for Hycinth Diamonte. I pointed to two swirls by the wolf's ear. Luca nodded. My glance drifted away from the painting and landed on another piece of artwork. I hadn't created this one. Instead, we'd found it at a local flea market, and it was one of my favorite pieces in the loft. A massive, metal steampunk-looking clock with interlocking gears. The time on the clock face jolted me out of our softly-spoken moment.

Bring back my Artwork else. " Else what?? Are you threatening me? I think you should make your research properly next time before you open that mouth of yours. You Artwork belongs to me now, you can return the gold you stole if you really want it back, then maybe I might return it. " You can not say that Stephanie. I never stole your husband's gold and I know nothing about it. But for you to forcefully take my Artwork and trying to blackmail me to keep calm , that means you should expect something big coming for you", Bernard said.

As the bus started its journey, I sat in the comfortable backseat and worried about what would happen if my work didn't get attention. I was going to Blackwood's Enterprises, a big art gallery that has an art festival every year. The festival was only two months away, and I wanted to show my talent there. They invited painters from all over to compete for a great opportunity. On their website, they said the artist with the best painting would not only have their artwork displayed at the festival but also get 5 million dollars and a job offer from the company.

He nodded, "I wasn't meaning to listen in on your conversation but uhm...I couldn't help but hear," "Okay no problem, he had shown me the website and I think this is it" he brought out his phone to show him the website. Pictures of a few artworks were displayed on the press release and Jaxon saw the little introduction that was given to the press release but he didn't see a face. "Uhm...the artist you had mentioned, Alva... Garcia..." "Yeah..." "Is her picture on the website or anywhere else?" "Uhn...he hadn't mentioned but I think her artworks are the only things released, a few of them and I must say they're good,"