"Landscape paintings are more commercial, easier for people to get into. Plus sculptures do take up more room... something not a lot of people have in the city."
For his part Anthony enjoyed both types of art. Paintings were easier to collect but sculptures could be just as poignant while also being very multidimensional. Depended on the artist and what they were trying to say really, but he did love creativity on display.
"We often display sculptures in the gardens. It's a great place for them all surrounded by nature."
Those questions though, ow! Going right for the jugular kid! Anthony practically winced and would have tried to find some clever way of escaping their trap if only he wasn't feeling so darn honest today! Must have been something in the water!
"That is the plan, get married, have 2.5 children, show my family that I'm not the total fuck up they think I am."
The ground was stabbed with his trowel. Just removing another dandelion, nothing to worry about.
"How the hell should I know about the rest?! I've never had kids... I like them, I don't think I could ever hate a kid, but I've never tried to raise one. I don't even know what a father is supposed to be like. My dad died about the same time I was born. I never knew him."
Anthony's frown deepened as he began to worry about screwing up his kids in some terrible way.
"I mean, it can't be that hard can it? It's all instinct. You feed them, water them, tuck them in at night... there are like little plants when they are small. Just need a tender hand, right? How could anyone hate that?"
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For his part Anthony enjoyed both types of art. Paintings were easier to collect but sculptures could be just as poignant while also being very multidimensional. Depended on the artist and what they were trying to say really, but he did love creativity on display.
"We often display sculptures in the gardens. It's a great place for them all surrounded by nature."
Those questions though, ow! Going right for the jugular kid! Anthony practically winced and would have tried to find some clever way of escaping their trap if only he wasn't feeling so darn honest today! Must have been something in the water!
"That is the plan, get married, have 2.5 children, show my family that I'm not the total fuck up they think I am."
The ground was stabbed with his trowel. Just removing another dandelion, nothing to worry about.
"How the hell should I know about the rest?! I've never had kids... I like them, I don't think I could ever hate a kid, but I've never tried to raise one. I don't even know what a father is supposed to be like. My dad died about the same time I was born. I never knew him."
Anthony's frown deepened as he began to worry about screwing up his kids in some terrible way.
"I mean, it can't be that hard can it? It's all instinct. You feed them, water them, tuck them in at night... there are like little plants when they are small. Just need a tender hand, right? How could anyone hate that?"