Room 210; Sunday Afternoon [10/17].

With plenty of autumnal inspiration and thoughts of color tours and leaves and warm tones of orange and red and yellow on her mind, as well as a sort of maudlin realization that there was probably only one of these inspirational trips left for her, Astrid got up that day after the fall break and started moving furniture and covering things with tarps and hauling out the white paint.

It was time to start a new mural, but, before she could start on the interconnecting patterns of leaves and sunshine and shadows that she had etched across her mind, she had to take all her largest brushes, her paint roller, and the large buckets, to cover the last one, let it dry so that her week could be filled with sketchihng out the outlines and then slowly filling them in.

She was thinking, as she stepped back a few time to ensure that her whitewashing was even, that, as soon as the white dried, she would actually paint over it again in green, and then, add her sketchings, and slowly fill in the autumn colors from there, making the mural go through the same change as the leaves themselves.

It would be a detail that, unless anyone saw the transition in progress from day to day, only she would probably know about or notice, but somehow, that made her enjoy the idea even more, and, as the vision began to come into a more full realization, she got back to burying the last painting so the next one could rise up and take its place.


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