“You’ll always be my lily of the lamplight. My own dear Roderich.”
Lily of the Lamplight has got to be my favourite George deValier fic. A scene in Chapter 1, where Gilbert sees Roderich in Berlin for the first time. I was listening to Vera Lynn songs this entire time my heart hurts.
I tried to incorporate everything I learnt from last term’s classes– Mainly focal points and controlling values and hues. Most of all it’s nice to be able to paint stuff that you feel moved by. :)