Art and nature (Arc/Kip)
May 30, 2016 15:18:31 GMT -5
Post by Chevi on May 30, 2016 15:18:31 GMT -5
CHERRY STRANGE
DISTRICT SEVEN
It was an off day. People didn't usually get off days, not in the districts anyway - work was life, and people either liked it, or settled for it. Kids went to school, that was their job, adults worked, nobody lived for free, and you got off days when you could afford them.
Or when you made them yourself.
Cherry was good at making things.
So right now, instead of being under foot at his father's workshop, the boy was sitting in the woods, not too far from the edge of the town, working on his own. He had a sketch book open on his knees, soft, smooth, hand-made paper, some sheets off color since he had built the whole thing from leftover odds and ends, and his early paper-making attempts that did not quite take. He had collected berries, flowers, and other materials, and he was busy experimenting with what marks they left on different kinds of paper. If he wanted to make future sketch books worth their price, he had to know exactly how they worked.
Also, he wanted to figure out how to make paper that swallowed ink. Because that would be hilarious.
Or when you made them yourself.
Cherry was good at making things.
So right now, instead of being under foot at his father's workshop, the boy was sitting in the woods, not too far from the edge of the town, working on his own. He had a sketch book open on his knees, soft, smooth, hand-made paper, some sheets off color since he had built the whole thing from leftover odds and ends, and his early paper-making attempts that did not quite take. He had collected berries, flowers, and other materials, and he was busy experimenting with what marks they left on different kinds of paper. If he wanted to make future sketch books worth their price, he had to know exactly how they worked.
Also, he wanted to figure out how to make paper that swallowed ink. Because that would be hilarious.
