Romans & histoires Eddie Gluskin Fanart

He said desperately and I followed, tearing away the seal, his expression told me it’s going to be something breath-taking and he placed his hand on his chest. “To, Dawn Amber Eldorado,” I read, my breath stuck, it must be Kai’s doing. A smile threatened to burst forth from my lips, knowing he was thoughtful enough to retain my mother’s name. “Team Animaniac, congratulates you for being the number 1 artist on Weekly Charts of New York times for two months,” my eyes wide, “and would like to give you an offer to work on an upcoming Anime, ‘The ‘Ed series’, we’d love to work with a talented artist like you and are awaiting your response eagerly.

A clay sculpture of what I think was a squirrel glared at me from one table, its one remaining eye unnervingly lifelike. Finally, we reached Eddie’s display. I braced myself. It was… something. A canvas roughly the size of a cafeteria tray, smeared with swirls of red, green, and blue. In the middle, a vaguely fish-shaped creature with wings and a lopsided crown floated above what might have been a volcano or a very angry pizza. There were googly eyes glued in random places, and what I sincerely hoped was glitter glue forming a trail of smoke. I stared at it, my heart squeezing in that weird way it always did when Eddie showed me his latest creation. Was it a masterpiece? Objectively, no. Was

Damn, but he wasn’t about to let that happen. “What’s your name? Would you be my model? Please, it’s for my art project. It’d be fun. I promise.” The word fun seemed to stop her in her tracks. Edward knew now was his chance. “All you have to do is pose for me. Wait.” He dug his hand into the pocket of his jeans and took out his wallet. He held up his ID. “See. I’m Edward Faber. Student from New York University.” She stared at the ID for a moment and then said, “Is that all I have to do? Sit? While you paint me?”