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Chapter Twenty-nine Grass"Look at those great boughs swing," she said to change the subject. "The wind makes everything alive. Look at those green and blue shadows dancing under the trees, the way light and dark chase each other harum-scarum. Without movement a subject is dead. Just look!" Emily squeezed Jessica's arm. Jessica squinted in a cunning way. "How do you paint wind?" "Ah! By making the trees go whiz-bang and whoop it up. By painting in thick, vigorous swirls." She traced curves in the air with her arm. "Wind connects everything in one satisfying whoosh." A slow, shrewd smile crept over Jessica's face. "You'll get back to work. I know it. I can go home without worrying now." |
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