She’s Got The Look

Johannes threw his brush down in frustration.  He finally admitted to himself that the portrait of the merchant’s daughter was not coming out as he had hoped.  The girl’s eyes were simply not alive.  There was nothing at all in any of her features to inspire him.  He began to question whether or not he was in a funk.

Alone in the studio he looked at the work he had completed thus far and despaired.  He grabbed a brush that was laying on his palette and flung the brush’s contents at the canvas.  Red flecks of paint spattered across the young woman’s face.  A slight smile tugged at Johannes’s lips.  Well, there’s an improvement.

Just then, a voice came up from the courtyard below.  A beautiful sound.  Johannes was immediately enthralled.  He stepped to the window to see one of the household maids outside, singing while tending her duties with the laundry.  He stared at her for what seemed like an eternity.  Finally he was able to find his voice.

“You, girl,” he shouted down into the courtyard.  “What is your name?”

The girl looked up over her left shoulder to where the voice had come from.
“Anna, your lordship,” she replied.

Johannes did not hear her answer.  Even from the distance between them, the color of her eye, the look she gave him, was something he had always hoped to achieve through his paintings.

He turned back into his studio and rushed to the door.

“Erika,” he shouted down the corridor to his housekeeper.  After a few moments the middle aged woman arrived.

“That girl, down in the courtyard.  Bring her to me,” he instructed.

In a matter of moments, Erika brought up the girl Johannes fixated upon.  He immediately threw a dark green shawl over her shoulders and stood just behind her to her left.

“Tell me your name again,” he instructed.

“Anna,” she replied from over her left shoulder.

Johannes beamed.  His painting slump had ended.

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Word Count:  329

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FUNK (noun)
1 a :  a state of paralyzing fear
b :  a depressed state of mind
2 :  one that funks :  COWARD
3 :  SLUMP  <an economic funk>  <the team went into a funk>

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9 Responses to She’s Got The Look

  1. Pingback: My World: My Stories – Utopian Funk (Trifecta Challenge) | Dibbler Dabbler

  2. Chyina says:

    Nicely played. I love reading stories based in times long passed. You captured the era in so few words, but so perfectly.

  3. KymmInBarcelona says:

    Love the art history! The setting and language are perfect.

  4. Lovely story. It does prove that inspiration comes when you least expect it and need it.

  5. I thought the red paint might signify he’d find inspiration in a darker place. But wherever you find it, as long as you find it, right?

    • Yes, you are probably right. I was simply not wanting him to fling green paint when he was going to drape the maid in a green shawl. But maybe that would have worked better. There is always room for improvement!

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