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The Prince and the Painter Part 1

Emily Carrington

Jason stared helplessly at a blank piece of paper after the teacher was done explaining their first lesson in androgyny. This class is too advanced for me. He could draw stick people. Hell, he could draw graphs full of figures and parabolas. He could even draw the mathematically correct plans for a simple architectural structure. But this… Forms and lines, shading and curves… He was lost.

Thank God it was only the first week of classes and he could quit this one and find another.
In the meantime, he was caught by the androgynous wo/man reclining on the block in the center of the room. Aaron — or Erin — wouldn’t be his first crush on a not-quite-male-or-female person, and surely s/he wouldn’t be the last. There was something beautiful, artful about an androgynous human being. In a way that had nothing to do with the androgyny of buildings and animals, people who could be either male or female, or maybe some alternative to these two opposites, were simply nature’s gift to the world.

Jason concentrated on one of the model’s eyes and drew that. The shape wasn’t exactly circular, but starting from a geometrically perfect arc helped him keep the basic curve. He made the pupil and iris before drawing the outside. It was far from perfect, but he thought he’d caught the slight upturn at the corner that seemed to reflect the model’s smile.

When Jason sat back, he realized he was sweating. Shaking his hair out of his eyes, he looked at his picture. It didn’t look exactly like the eye before him, but it did at least look like someone’s eye. Then he glanced at the clock and saw thirty minutes had passed. How was he possibly going to finish the rest of the drawing?

He cursed under his breath. That single eye took up most of the top half of the page.
On the platform, the model adjusted position, leaning on elbows that looked near as pointy as a protractor’s needle. In fact, all of the model’s features — face, arms, legs, chest — were narrow. They had a chin like a triangle and cheekbones like two half circles. That doesn’t sound flattering at all, but damn if s/he doesn’t look hot with those features.

Giving up on squeezing the rest of a face onto the first sheet, Jason put this one at the bottom of his stack. Then he tried drawing the angle of the elbow on the block and the shadow under it.

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𝘔𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘐 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳—𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦.  

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𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 

𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.

𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘓𝘺𝘭𝘢 𝘝𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭.