Aug. 28th, 2013

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{ {this thread probably takes place before Basil and Morgan's move to the States, during the tempestuous early days of their relationship.}}

Basil, despite his assertions that he was not at all famous, well-liked or well known for his art, was still rather insistently called to Paris on occasion to exhibit his work. And of course, being Basil, he had decided he was not happy with a single thing he had sent ahead of him for the gallery. So he had brought along his muse as well, in hopes of creating a few good works under the influence of Morgan's presence. 

He had set up an abbreviated workspace in the corner of the cluttered rooms he had taken for the duration of the exhibition. The rooms had gotten all the more cramped for the crates of paintings and stacks of luggage that Basil never really fully unpacked. He was a bit of a neurotic mess and could never seem to finish any one task. 

Which is precisely why, at the moment, he was sitting on a high stool facing his easel and trying to force out a painting of Morgan to calm his nerves. 

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