The artwork’s theme was pastoral landscape painting. To highlight the interior design, the few designers made bold decisions in the architecture. A road teeming with flowers and plants was laid out in front of a row of village houses under the setting sun.
Bethany and her husband studied everyone’s painting for a while. When they reached Shirley, they even offered some personal guidance to enhance the richness of the architecture.
Finally, it was Josie’s turn. Everyone craned their necks, eagerly waiting to see how she would conclude the artwork.
She didn’t reach for the paintbrush. Instead, she walked over to where the flower baskets were displayed, snagged a stalk of wheat, and dipped it in paint of a similar color. With just a few strokes on the canvas, she managed to capture the image of wheat fields swaying in the breeze under the setting sun.
Bethany exchanged a glance with her husband, surprised by her skills.
Following that, Josie picked up the paintbrush. Bending over, she painted people chattering casually below the buildings.
In every intricately designed house was a unique tale-a newlywed couple, squabbling children, and elderly folks living in solitary. As she sketched them, she also incorporated her ideas into the other designs.
Her painting was mature and practiced. She didn’t look like a novice at all. Instead, she was more like a teacher grading an assignment.
As the final stroke fell, the entire painting suddenly brimmed with vitality as if it had come to life.
onlookers exclaimed in
Although she didn’t add much to the architecture,
fervently. “We
white gown, her face a picture of serene indifference. Standing before
she shook with rage. There was no need for comparison before everyone knew who was more outstanding. Josie!
a round of applause rang out from the entrance. “As expected of you, Alice! You
a cheerful and resonant
everyone present swung their gazes over to the sight of a mixed-heritage woman in a leather jacket
none
smile, unaware of
Vivian! Vivian has
react. “Alice? The Alice from Sumanthova
an elder, Josie nodded.
caused several uproars, leaving the crowd
expert. I heard she’s very young, and no one has ever seen her true countenance.
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