Darius shrugged and grinned. "We artists prefer to live on the edge. To see the world and people as few others do, as who they really are." He turns the canvas carefully to her to show he was almost finished. It was her covered in bright colors of the sun hitting her and radiating the colors from the fabric of the furniture, her cover, and even her hair. It made her look like she had a radiant glow. "You are beautiful." He looked rather pleased. "Just a little more and I will be done. What do you think so far?"