Date: Thursday, December 3rd, 2020 Time: 8:30 pm Location: Jonas’ gallery
@jonasdavenports
A woman of her time and of the social standing of the Allard family was meant to be instructed in various areas to be considered an accomplished lady. Music. Dancing. Embroidery. Drawing. Languages. Over time Isolde had continued to cultivate only a few of those skills while others somewhat faded due to lack of practice. Jonas Davenport was helping her mend that when it came to her drawing. He was one of her favorite artists -the paintings she’d bought to decorate her shop were a testament to that- and so getting private lessons from him to better that skill of hers was the highlight of her Thursday evenings.
After closing Infinity at eight sharp, closing the register and doing the bookkeeping of the day, the vampire grabbed her coat and the bag with her materials for class. By 8:25 p.m. she was already inside the gallery, stopping to see some of the paintings on display before the time for lesson began. Isolde didn’t fancy herself an aritst of Jonas’ level in any way, but drawing happened to be a hobby she enjoyed and she appreciated getting professional guidance on how to improve.
She was standing before a new painting, one she hadn’t seen hanging here before. Two bodies wrapped together almost like one, man and woman holding on to each other for dear life. Every detail was equisite and the mastery of the chiaroscuro would have made Caravaggio jealous in his time. The sound of the wheelchair took her out of that moment with the painting and she turned to meet the artist himself. “Hello Jonas” the vampire greeted with a smile before her eyes drifted back to the painting for a few seconds. “I hope you haven’t promised this one to anyone yet” she mentioned, clearly interested in purchasing the piece. It would be lovely adding another Davenport to her growing collection.
