She forgot to write….

I’ve been painting so much that I have totally neglected my diary! That’s bad! (Though the painting was good!) I only noticed now we’re in Valdis that I stopped writing when we had just arrived in Nalenay. When I woke up we were travelling through a place that was deforested,…

Painting is easy, writing is hard

Then we arrived in Ruby Village. This was a small hamlet — a couple of shacks, a factory or two, and a few larger buildings. We were expecting the worst — a village without humanity, where the women bound their toddlers to neighbouring farms in return for a bit more…

Letters, towers and scary roads

Into the wilds! Of course we still had to stay a day or two in Stonybridge. We had work to complete, customers to satisfy, taxes to pay… And, of course, to check out that ruined house on the hilltop. It turned out it was the place teenagers — older than…

Learning lots of things

I’d never thought I’d get apprenticed to a painter! I knew I’d get apprenticed, of course, maid-of-all-work in a brothel isn’t an apprenticeship, it’s just work. I was getting up courage to ask Mistress Varyn’s cook if he’d start teaching me the ropes so he could recommend me for apprentice…

Midsummer

After that delicious fish dinner followed about a week of frantic work. We visited the brothel a couple of evenings, I helped the doctors in the hospital out when they needed a bit of extra power — but most of the time I spent on the big window-of-Mizran design. It…

A friend! And an Apprentice!

Tylenay is awesome. And then we were in Tylenay. The town smelled like adventure! (Well, it stank, too, because of all the mining and foundries and things.) But there was this raw feel of doing things that was amazing! And we had a lot to do! Tylenay also feels, and…

Along the Rycha

We went to Tal Serth together with the priestess. We could see the smoke from the fires from the glass factory! This promised to become another interesting place for us to work! During dinner, we met the boss of the glass factory, Aine. She was a big lady with hands…

A Painting is not a Fish

I’m worried. Really worried, I mean. It looks like we’re going to run out of paper, panels, paint and stuff already! If there isn’t a good supplier in Tylenay, we’re going to have big problems! Of course, I could cut down on my painting and sketching, but the world is…

The philosophy of painting, or why to paint.

Gralen — I’ve been here before. Lesla and I were ambushed when we were on our way to Gralen, and shortly after we met the youngest shard-like offspring of Ar — the Nameless. Now master Jeran and me, we’re here — and it’s pretty peaceful. Though that doesn’t mean there’s…

We’re leaving!

Oh gosh, my master, he’s such an old man! Well, he’s plenty cute, and wise, and not all that old! But it’s such fun teasing him! And anyway, we’re in such high spirits! We’ve been all over Veray to sketch and draw and paint (in tempera, to make quick color…