Saw Art Blank Novels & Stories

Zane asked curiously as he joined them. “It’s for Blake, not you!” She rolled her eyes. “It’s Unseen Panorama. The artist who made that painting of you. I think we might finally be able to have her officially in the company. She’s agreed to make the complete painting but would need time since she’s got a busy life.” She explained.

“Besides, I’m not finished. I was going to add that you have an air of elegance around you. And you fit more in an artistic scenery than the rest of us do.” “Well, now I feel flattered.” “Don’t blush yet. The feeling comes and goes,” I joke while laughing. Blank joins in the laughter. “Will it solve the mystery around me if I tell you my christened name?” I quickly stop laughing, turning to look at the man. “Blank isn’t the name your parents gave you?” “Yes.” He nods. “I gave myself that name twenty years ago.” Twenty years ago was when Blank came to light. Mom said that while the Project Empire trials moved the world to chaos and back, Blank’s artworks remained the point between danger and

I whispered, nodding my head with approval before going to drag the bag containing the art supplies towards the picnic area where the tree gave it a beautiful shade and the other side is a beautiful view of the glazing son over the horizon of the ocean. As I knelt down, the fibers of the blanket tickled my fingertips, reminding me of the countless memories it had witnessed over the years. I retrieved a sturdy wooden easel from my trusty art supply bag, placing it gently on the blanket. Its worn edges revealed a journey shared—a multitude of artistic ventures etched into its surface. With a gentle touch, I adjusted its legs, making sure it stood steadfast and sturdy, a loyal companion for my

" This can't be happening." But it is. It was. I had no idea exactly what was going on but this incident just ignited my fire to get to the bottom of this. So, I took a deep breath and started swiping brushes of paint over the empty sheets. They're were 20 in total and if I told you I had used nothing less than hour to print my artistic masterpiece on this piece, then you shouldn't be too surprised. After making my Mark on each paper, I started staring at my masterpiece, trying to figure out what was going on and the connection between those blind spots. The very last one was tinged colour yellow. Where that spot was, it was somewhat a sickly shade of the bright colour.

I didn’t dare take my eyes away from the piece in front of me, too afraid that I might miss the wolf staring back at me with its fiery gaze, too afraid I might miss it if it said something to me, despite it being an inanimate object. Craig Blackstone didn’t dare to move either, his figure standing securely beside me as he too admired his artwork, as though the piece hadn’t been wrung from his very own hands. He didn’t move to stand beside it, either. He didn’t want to claim any of the attention away from the piece to himself. “This is yours?” I asked without looking at him, my eyes still glued on the pieces of metal and satin in front of me. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. This…

>POV: Blake Thе араrtmеnt wаllѕ fееl hollow around me. I’m оn thе соuсh wіth a full сuр of соffее іn frоnt оf mе, and thе folder Rуаn gаvе mе.

"He did." Waverly's palms grew sweaty, and she scrubbed her fingers against them. "I-I really like the paints you got," she said, trying to distract herself from the butterflies that were rising higher and higher inside of her. "I'm surprised you actually grabbed a strong brand." Sawyer flicked his stare to the paints that were laid out colour wise in multiple clear organizers on a row of shelves. "Uhm, yeah, I may have had help with that." He paused and then motioned at the easel. "I thought maybe you could take your sketches to the canvas and you know, continue drawing my eyes on a new platform."

>POV: Blake Thе араrtmеnt wаllѕ fееl hollow around me. I’m оn thе соuсh wіth a full сuр of соffее іn frоnt оf mе, and thе folder Rуаn gаvе mе.

"Next item on the list is Item 10........... The Hollow...... The Hollow is an artpiece that is part of Elle Gray 2000 collection. Elle Gray most known and popular piece from that collection was The Bright Light which is currently been showcased in the Hamsmith Gallery since last summer. Elle Gray first emerged in the art world in the early 2000 when she painted the The Blue light after surviving a huge hurricane and since then have been making big waves in the art industry. She is a very talented artist known for her unquie technique in her brush applications and also for winning the Bucksbaum Award in 2017.

The space was an art studio, filled with an array of artistic treasures. Finished artwork adorned the walls, each piece more stunning than the last. Canvases in various stages of completion sat on easels, while others lay abandoned, waiting for the artist's return. The air was thick with the scent of paint, turpentine, and linseed oil, transporting Sophia to a world of creativity and imagination. Sophia's gaze wandered around the room, taking in the riot of colors and textures. She spotted a collection of paint-splattered palettes, brushes of every shape and size, and jars of paint that seemed to stretch on forever.