Post by Lani on Oct 2, 2006 18:47:14 GMT -5
A soft whisper of wind came from an open window into the art room as one girl sat in the middle of it, completely alone for the first time since she arrived. Pale eyes stared strait at the wall, as if trying to focus. Yes she was focusing, but on a sculpture in the corner, away from where her eyes were. This is the first thing you notice about Lani, she never looks directly at what she is drawing, painting, or otherwise capturing in the moment. Only another earth elemental could tell the vibrations Lani was sending out at the moment, tracing the figure and filling in the details within mere minutes, a complete likeness now in charcoal on her paper. Lani loved to use charcoal, the smell of it on paper made her sketch some of her best works.