Not really.

I'm Jude. I'm 18 and I art. Disclaimer: this is an rp blog. I am not Jim Sturgess.

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trompe l'oeil | @jude-west

[eveiris-blog]

“I think it’s refreshing that all artists have varied perspectives, actually. I’m rather fond of the likes of you.” She winked and held herself back from chuckling. There was something fancy, even regal, about the way the guy spoke and Eve couldn’t help likening her language to his, very subtly. She sat up completely now, atop the table, and crossed her legs. “I don’t think I’ve introduced myself yet. You can call me Iris or Eve. Whichever sounds prettier to you, I suppose.”

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"Oh, no. Based on my own experience, my perspective of art has never refreshed anyone in anyway. A more accurate word would be... frustrating," he explained in an attempt to discourage her. If he starts talking, there's a possibility that he will never stop. "The likes of me? Pardon me, but I can't seem to wrap myself around idea. Would you care elaborating it for me?" He wondered what she meant by that. He hasn't met much who shared his perspective. "Iris feels perfect for you. It reminds me of your strongest feature."

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trompe l'oeil | @jude-west

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“Fancy phrasing. And hmm, a certain amount of self-deprecation too.” She tapped on her lower lip, gauging his reaction compared to his words. He just hinted at leaving but gave no body movement that indicated he was actually on his way. Eve grinned and casually leaned back on one of the tables, not quite sitting. “Not a slightest hint of beauty… I’d love for you to show me what you think is beautiful, then. That counts as help, doesn’t it?”

[jude-west-blog]

"Call it what you will, I say it's honesty," he shrugged. He could feel her analyzing him, and felt a bit awkward feeling her judge him in silence. He looked away, feeling himself melt under her gaze. He scoffed, "trust me, miss. You wouldn't want an art student to start babbling about his perception of beauty. It would only bore you to afterlife. Besides, it wouldn't be much of a help."

[eveiris-blog]

trompe l'oeil | @jude-west

[eveiris-blog]

The room looked cluttered, though not terrifyingly so. Almost beautiful in its mess, really. Paintbrushes and tubes of acrylic anywhere the eyes could rest upon. Canvasses never quite finished. Walls with decorations more haunting than festive. Damn, the students here are brilliant. The plan was for Eve to approach the person silently, slowly so as not to interrupt, but that wasn’t quite logical, was it? It’s impossible that he wouldn’t hear her steps or breaths, let alone feel her presence in the room.

“Would you really, babe?” She walked right over to where he was and prepared her usual smirk. “I, um, seem to be quite confused… I don’t know if the painting or the artist is prettier.”

[jude-west-blog]

He was taken aback by her words, but took care in hiding his shock. He figured that that would only amuse her. He contemplated whether he'd play along or brush her off politely while he studied her face. She had a heart-shaped face, luscious pink lips, blue almond-shaped eyes, and freckles. He imagined how she would look like if she were a painting and decided she'd be beautiful in any style.

"Well, that escalated quickly," he finally said as he started to get ready to leave. "And to be fair, neither the artist nor the painting has the slightest hint of beauty," he smirked and faced her again. "Well, if my help isn't needed, I'd best be on my way. I wouldn't want to bother you."

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trompe l'oeil | @jude-west

Afternoon classes were over and she could finally do what she ached to do all week. Eve turned left and walked the corridor where all the art rooms are located, sighing and accepting the fact that she would now have to let the prints go. The photography club needs more shit anyway, she decided to herself, maybe they can sort through this and find something they like. The stack was a collection of outtakes from last winter, photos she took with her oldest film camera as an experiment. The process of choosing the best shots had been over a few months ago as she completed her folio for that season. This stack was rendered useless. However, somewhere in her dorm room, she kept the negatives, anyway.

Dumping them in a donation box for materials in the room that the campus photographers frequented, Eve walked out quickly and slowed down only when she was in the hall again. However, before she could head back to the dormitory, small glances at the art rooms made something catch her eye. Or rather, someone. A guy was sitting alone in front of an easel, clearly crafting a piece. Her mood suddenly shifted and she entered the room as quietly as she could.

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Jude let a sigh escape from between his lips as he looked at his canvas with discontent. This was already his third canvas, and he still felt like something was absolutely wrong. He decided to continue this painting, despite his frustration, not wanting to waste the canvas. After all, according to Gestalt, the whole is greater than the sum of its parts. He continued dabbing his brush onto the canvas, adding more details to the painting. With every stroke, his disappointment and urge to paint on a new canvas grew.

Amidst distracting himself from destroying the canvas even further, he heard footsteps soft enough to be inaudible. He slowly turned around and found an unfamiliar face. He put down his brush and wiped his hand clean. "May I help you, miss...?" He asked.

[eromlehaisoj]

Paint, pens, pencils, sometimes charcoal, paper, plaster, clay, paper, knives, hammers… anything, really.

My name is Josiah, but you can call me whatever you’d like to call me.

[jude-west-blog]

That's really interesting. I've tried my hand at most everything and just use whatever's available or whatever seems to go best with a concept. :)

Cool name. Unique. I'm cool with just Josiah. :)

[eromlehaisoj]

True, true. Yes, I am a visual artist.

[jude-west-blog]

Oooh, tools of trade? I'm Jude, by the way. Pardon me for my late introduction.

[eromlehaisoj]

Ah, good for you. It’s been long since I visited and to have my art exhibited there would be a dream come true.

[jude-west-blog]

France is extremely beautiful, and the longer you stay there, the more beautiful it gets. The exhibit's not in France though since it's a school project. I assume you're a visual artist as well then? :) 

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vivicollins replied to your post: Just got back from France.

Why did you go to France?

As I've said, I went there to paint/draw several locations for an art exhibit which is my project for this semester. :)

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eromlehaisoj replied to your post: Just got back from France.

Interesting. When will you visit Paris next?

I'm not sure, but most likely on a weekend. I still need my professor's critique for the pieces I've completed.

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I’ll try to be ready anytime then. Just message me the date when you get it. I believe we haven’t met? I’m Carrie.

Oh, of course. Thank you so much for taking the time. I hope it's not much of a bother. :) I believe so. I'm Jude. It's a pleasure to meet you, Carrie. :)

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well, if you really need it, I’ll reserve some dates after the midterms. Probably a week or two.

That would be great but if my memory serves me right, our prof's assigning the dates.

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carrie-ann-lewis replied to your post: Just got back from France.

when is this art exhibit of yours?

A few days after midterms. There's no set date yet.

[jude-west-blog]

Just got back from France.

So, my professor assigned me to paint/draw France for this art exhibit which is my project this semester. I'd really like appreciate if all of you could come. The number of people also affects my grade so. Here are two pieces from the collection to enlighten you.

The last painting I posted here is also part of the collection.

I've been going to and fro Paris during weekends because I wasn't able to get a permit to take a few days off until a few days ago.

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Nox (Georgiana Steele and Jude West)

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“You would have noticed, but would you have told me?”

She looked down to her ankle boots, and was a bit surprised that their laces still looked perfect. Her eyes squinted. “I’m not sure. I guess they’re too,” she paused, trying to look for a commonly-used word, “..cool for me.” She grinned, then looked back at Jude.

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"I would've told you, but there's really nothing to notice, so there's nothing to tell you either," he shrugged.

"Nah, you're pretty cool to me. I don't even get the concept of "levels of coolness" or whatever that is," he said, knitting his eyebrows together. "In my opinion you can never be too cool for anything," he continued, grinning at her.

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vivicollins replied to your post: vivicollins replied to...

Yeah, it is. It’s kind of overwhelming. I like capturing things in nature, specifically things that are really beautiful but aren’t really noticed by people. I see.

Well, nature holds many wonders, a lot of which cannot be captured with the naked eye alone. :)

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Nox (Georgiana Steele and Jude West)

[xxgeorgie]

Georgiana didn’t take her eyes off of Jude, nodding with his every word. “Most of the people I’ve met tell me I act like their aunts or their grandmothers,” she began. Those people associated her with older generations mostly because she wasn’t like most teenagers who would eat hamburgers, text during class, and use the word ‘fuck’ when she got the chance. “So yes, not a lot of people talk to me, either.” 

She caught a glimpse of the same couple. “Am I officially on your watch now?” she jokingly asked.

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"Is that a bad thing?" He looked at her and asked. "I mean, if it were bad then I would've noticed by now, right?" He disliked how acting like aunts or grandmothers or any differently from society's definition of normal would push people away. It was shallow and if he could only do something to change it, he would. Then again, he lacked motivation to drive change and despite disliking the current state of the world, he'd rather just leave it as it is.

He chuckled a bit. "I didn't even know I had one, but I guess I can say you are."

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I see.

I appreciate the comment though, especially coming from an artist of your caliber.