mmmmm! tangerine

“Wellllllllllll — at least Paintist rocked the leaf?” Thalia shrugged and attempted to repair the fruit’s shredded shadows. “Patience — is a virtue! Es-pesh-a-leeeee when working with watercolor. Wet paper — and chalk pastels — do not make good paperfellows!”

Calliope brought citrus scented fingers to her nose and inhaled deeply. “From outward appearances… one would think the flesh beneath dimpled peels would taste the same. It’s similar… but I’m always inclined to choose a clementine or tangerine… over a navel.”

“Inclination,” Urania nodded at Cal, “excellent word choice. An inclination is a natural tendency, or urge. We all have them. That’s why they say variety is the spice of life.”

“And through exploration…” Cal looked at a table strewn with creative implements, “… Artist is learning that she has an inclination for drawing over painting. How fun that she’s challenging herself to combine the two.”

Man know thyself; then thou shalt know the Universe and God.
~ Pythagoras

And allow others the freedom to know themselves as well?