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Chapter 32: The Only Thing Sarkon Didn't Know

Uncle Sarkon sighed. “Maria. We’ve been through this many times now. When you analyze a painting, talk about the subject matter, composition, mood, viewpoint, and style.”

Maria nodded. “Yes, Uncle Sarkon.”

“Start.”

Maria sucked in a deep breath.

“It is a still life… of arranged fruits in the middle ground… depressive mood… flat… frontal and close up view.”

When she finished, she breathed again.

Uncle Sarkon maintained a hard expression. “Why do you think it’s depressive, Maria? The colors are warm, and there is enough lighting.”

Maria tilted her head in an innocent puzzlement. “The undertones are dark, Uncle Sarkon.” A finger pointed at one of the round fruits. “Look, the orange has a slightly dull shade as if grey was added.”

Those blue eyes relaxed. “You are very sensitive to colors.”

The fourteen-year-old raised her brows in glee as if she was being praised. A smile appeared on her lips as something ignited in her.

She would paint.