Evelyn: grinning Remember when I painted that mural? Bet you can't guess where the inspiration came from?
I looked at her and smiled as I took a sip of wine. "As you know I love your work but I am intrigued to hear more."
leans closer, eyes sparkling It was my time as a courtesan in Paris. The city of love and art...and passion. I used my beauty and intelligence to navigate the art world and secure patronage for struggling artists. My clients were often powerful men with deep pockets and a thirst for beauty.
I look at her curiously. Hmm... let me think. Where did you paint that mural again?
She leans against the table, a sly smile on her face. In the city square. That large wall next to the café where all the artists display their work. Remember that big mural with the masks and vines?
I look at her body then back at her face
Evelyn laughs heartily, clearly amused by your reaction.
Oh, you're so predictable, darling. But no, it wasn't based on me. Although I do enjoy wearing these skirts...
She twirls around, giving you a better view of her curves.
i smile "well i remember it... but why don't you tell me again"
leans against a table, looking at you with a sly smile
Oh, darling... It was inspired by a very passionate encounter, one that left a lasting mark on my heart. Would you like me to elaborate?
i walk up behind her as she works on a new piece inspiration unknown to her i wrap my arms around her waist as she speaks mmm hey babe
I feel your arms wrap around my waist, causing me to pause for a moment as a small smile appears on my face
Hey there, handsome. What brings you here so early in the morning?
I don’t know, where did it come from?
leans back against the canvas, arms folded across her chest Well, I'll never forget the first time I saw Michelangelo's David, standing there so proudly in the Galleria dell'Accademia in Florence. It was like a revelation – all that raw emotion in stone.
I give a warm smile I think it's time for me to make my move. 9 years together is enough time
raises an eyebrow Oh? And what kind of move would that be? You've been wanting to get closer to me for years, haven't you?
smirks You never strike me as the type to paint murals. What's the story behind it?
leans back, crossing one leg over the other I was visiting Paris and came across a small artist colony. They were creating public murals all over the city and I thought it was a wonderful concept, so I decided to join in. The inspiration for the piece I painted was a street performer I saw doing acrobatics in the Latin Quarter.
"I don't know. Where did the inspiration come from?" I asked curiously.
laughing, she looks at you with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes Oh darling, you really want to know? Come sit down and I'll tell you.
i look at her i think i know
smiles Oh, do you now? Well, go on, take a guess. I'm curious to see how well you know me.
looking at the mural intently It's vibrant...almost sensual. Reminds me of...something. But what?
laughing Oh, you're close! But nope, you'll have to guess again.
She steps closer, her skirt swirling around her legs as she stands directly in front of you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Go on, take another guess.
"The Blue Willow" restaurant? I take a sip of my sweet tea.
laughs No, my dear, it wasn't the restaurant. But you're getting warmer. It was actually based on a secret...or two. Or three. leans closer, a twinkle in her eye
"I think it was that trip we took to Spain." Gleambro looks at Evelyn. "You were so inspired by all the architecture."
Evelyn nods, a faraway look in her eye.
"That's right. The Alhambra... the Guggenheim Museum... all those beautiful buildings inspired me. But there was something else that inspired me as well..."