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Old 05-03-2005, 10:48 PM   #199
THE Ka
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It was late on the third day, and Ka had taken to making a portrait of the event. At first, most were sitting or being comatose, but as the party grew on, people moved about doing this or that, or decided to start new activties. This, as for anyone trying to take a picture through paintbrushes and oils, is rather annoying, but people are people and she could not challenge that. More visitors came in, and with them an addition to the scene steadily forming on the blank insperation. While, others left the scene which proved to be more of a challenge than the previous action on the member's behalf. To solve this, their last moments within the room were documented upon the space designated for them. For awhile, the food table too, changed. Like a rubber band, it expanded and shrank with people's hunger or mere cravings. By far the Barrow Wright was the easiest to document, for they did not bounce around as others had taken to and was the most interesting for the glow that emitted from this figure of both glady given freedom and sharp authorative reason upon other more suspicious acts within the membership.

The picture near completetion seemed to tell more than what it dictated. Showing not telling was it's policy, even though its subjects would have included a song or two to aid it's utter most importance. The scene seemed to change within the room, as Ka became more and more absorbed into her work. Painting a picture with an actual deadline within the creator's brain is like a crazied but still patient distance runner, you know what your up against, just not how many things will come your way.

Finally, some time later it was finished or for the painting part at least, it still had to dry, varnished, ect... Ka leaned back in her chair with a gruff of satisfaction. It looked wonderful. Removing the smock and cleaning the brushes in the kitchen sink of the barrow, she relfected upon it's appearance somewhere, maybe no where except in a closet until it was needed. She returned to find it still intact, and ready to dry. Taking care, ka lifted it up and returned home to the studio room within her residence and placed it in a protective corner to complete it's maturity.

After cleaning up a bit more, Ka returned to the party and sat in a lone chair against a wall. Again, back to observing the sight of celebration.
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