[Requiem] - All work and no play

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Stepping back to survey her work Catherine chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip. Not enough colour. The light shone from within the portrait. A variety of shades and highlights capturing the clean lines of the pale linen suit, the delicate curves of his skin and the deep soulful cast of his eyes.

Tilting her head and changing her view did nothing for the contrast. Maybe there shouldn’t be more colour. Considering. 

She started to clean her brushes.

“Angela – hang this when it has dried. Put it between Luke and Jason.”