Private The Trying Life of Artists

A few aisles over, Dollop finally was picking out some new brushes. Though originally looking for just a new bright and filbert brush heads, she ended up getting more than she bargained for with a whole brand new set of brushes made of only the finest of sable fur. Art was an expensive affair but you just can't put a price on quality brushes paints. At least that is what they reason to themselves.

Speaking of paint, while she was here she could pick up a few more gallons of paint for both her art and for herself. Shuffling down a the path, she slides their way into the paint aisle and begins perusing the paints.

"Ah... a bit of Prussian blue... hrmm, vermilion! Ah lets not forego burnt umber and raw sienna!" mumbled Dollop as they picked out their assortments of oil based paints, their hand basket growing more and more heavily with each tube she picks out.

A she moves over to the greens, they pause in the middle of the aisle to look over the stranger's shoulder. She strikes a thinking pose as she sees this poor man wrecked with indecision on which paint to select. Well this will simply not do.

"Hrmmm... well you can't go wrong with a bit of Persian green if you have trouble making up your mind." said Dollop as they guesture to another can of paint just a few cans over "Unless of course you had something specific in mind."

"Very specific you say good sir?" gleam Dollop whom is now expressing greater curiosity. They look over the gentleman, then glances back at the selection of paints, their dainty finger counting out the available section of greens on display "Well we wouldn't want the wrong shade to mar you painting now. Perhaps if you tell more of what you hand in mind for your masterpiece we can together pin down the exact shade of green that you need."

As they pull their hand back, they rub their chin though with every stroke the fingers and chin seem to melt into each other as they then remark "Though... how specific are we talking about?"

"Mhrmmm... seems like you a custom color for your specific palette." remarked Dollop as an oily tendril reaches out for a paint can, coiling around it like a serpent. Dollop then brings the paint bucket towards herself and pried it open it. Their single eye peeks inside, then the chug the entirety of the paint's contents into their "human" mouth. The place the empty paint can under their armpit and on holds out their palm to Altizica.

"All acts of painting are inherently a ritualistic affair. To capture the essence of life, imagination, or idea. Though I imagine your's to be of a more... esoteric affair." a glob of swirling paint balloons in Dollop's palm. The twisting colors continue to mix until it becomes a uniform shade of green "Prehaps I can lend a hand~ From one artist to another."

Dollop let out a hardy laugh as the gallon sized glob of paint in their hand changes into various hues of greens. As they hold this sphere of paint in front of of Altizica, Dollop shuffles the rest of their body behind him as they playful whispered into his ear.

"Ah let me introduce myself monsieur. I am Dollop, master artist... beloved teacher and expert colorist." their head then swivels over to Alt's over ear and continues to speak with amusement "Whatever color you could ever desire, I can create. Now... do you require a little more red? How about some yellow? Maybe a bit more bluish?"

As they speak, the orb of paint becomes slightly more reddish, then yellowish, then a bit more blue before it returns to the original green that Dollop conjured.

At his command, the orb of paint that Dollop held became more blue in color and darken just a bit. Small tendrils of paint branch like a fruiting fungus, each of the stems reaching out a few inches before a small ball of paint like the end of a sundew plant. The tendrils continue to branch out until the central ball thins out and the structure resembles more of miniature tree. The trunk and branches of this structure in Dollop's hand becomes a titanium white as it shrivels up while the orb-like "leaves" come in every hue of blue green green one could conceive from shades of light to dark.

"Will one of these hues due? I can create more variations if desired monsieur." inquired Dollop as they present the tree-like paint structure in front of the aspiring artist, the tree rotating in place so that all of the blue-green leaves can be shown like a 3D version of a brush out sample catalog.