#baronyofthesilverwolf

"I do not understand, to be honest. Paint is paint, is it not? Whether aerosolized or applied with a brush?"

"I don't understand artists, " Gwen admits "I admire their work, but they soemtimes seem high strung"

"Well, aesthetics matter..."

"They want it to be cohesive, but, I mean, making everything too orderly is kind of..." She fidgets, tangling her fingers in the dog's fur. "Art has form."

"Form and flow, there seems to be a.. it's like..." His brow furrows a bit, and then clears. "It's like a dance, in a way."

"I admit, I like artwork, but I don't have even a bit of the knack for it. I don't make beautiful stuff like Thistle does"

"I guess." She mumbles.

"Not everything she makes is beautiful." Art adds, helpfully. "But it's all... " He flaps a hand, looking for the word as though the motion would help him pluck it from the air. "Expressive. Evocative. ...It's NEAT."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, after all. Take Dee, for example, and the way she looks at that old sway-backed snaggle-tooth horse that the Baron gifted to the that Eshu traveler?"

Shrug.

"Everyone's making something."

"I don't." A cheeky grin.

"Unless you count trouble?"

A snerk from Thistle.

"Yeah," A chuckle "Dee's horse obession is SO Extra"

Art exchanges a glance with Thistle, and grins.

Despite her height, any irony in Gwen saying that went over her head

"Are there going to be horse-and-dog things for the holiday? Marigold was talking about it a little, seems like she's planning a lot of food."

"I"m not sure, the Baroness and Baron are in charge of the grand event but I imagine Mom and Julius are doing the grunt work planning"

"Right. And that's when they change who's in charge?"

"I mean, they're BOTH in charge, but, you know."

"True. I think the Baron may want the TURNING of the season to be the focus. Very important to Ailil given they've been robbed for decades in large parts of Concordia"

"By Gwydions, right?"

Art nods, though he looks thoughtful. "Perhaps the symbology of handing over to the court of spring is important,, less of a wresting away and usurping, than a turning of the wheel."

"Well, Gwydions were the main force behind it I hear" SHe says

"Well, change. Hey, you ever see the Wicker Man?"

"There's a lot of fire!"

"Never did" She says

"Is that the one with the bees?"

"Oh! You gotta! And NO."

"The bee one is inferior. We'll have to fix this. The original has Christopher Lee."

"Okay... sounds like a movie night in the works?" She asks

"This is classic 1970s horror, right? AND it's a MUSICAL."

A shark-toothed grin. "Movie and popcorn, for sure! And apples. You'll see."

"Oh this sounds dubious, but.. what the heck, I'm in"

A grin, but... "Where will Briar be? She was telling me the other day about how these woods belong to her at night."

"Huh?" Gwen is confused

"Briar might like it... it doesn't really have that much blood, though. It's not, like, a De Palma..."

"OH, I have an MP4 of Knight Riders. We should watch that sometime, too."

"A De Palma?" Curious!

"Brian De Palma! Does some really innovative (&^&(%% with split-screens. Carrie's his best known, but my favorite is Phantom of the Paradise, which, like, there's this record company dude that sold his soul to the devil? Anyways, he's obsessed with a chick, but so is this disfigured composer..."

"It's also a musical..."

"No dogs die in these movies right? "

"Uh... we can avoid the dead dog movies. None of these have dead dogs."

"Good" Firm nod

"Children of the Corn might also be thematically appropriate..."

"Art, I'm just assuming you need to see everything..."

Indeed, Thistle has been "educating" him via various laptop bootlegs.

"A musical about selling your soul to the devil? Is this related to that song about the golden fiddle?"

"I'm not sure Briar needs inspiration like this" Gwen ponders Briar visiting the cornfields of Iowa 'for fun'