Polishing the artist || Puliendo a la Artista [ENG/ESP]steemCreated with Sketch.

in hive-182834 •  2 months ago 

On a sunny autumn afternoon in Buenos Aires, the painting classroom at the Faculty of Fine Arts was filled with the characteristic aroma of oil paints and turpentine. Fatima, her apron stained by layers of accumulated creativity, was intensely focused at her easel. In front of her, a composition of simple objects—a white vase with delicate blue flowers, a purple cylinder, and a small cup—transformed, beneath her brushes, into a vibrant and profound scene.

The purple fabric in the background seemed to come alive under the classroom lights, and every shadow, every nuance, was the result of hours of observation and patience. Beside her, a pencil sketch on a white sheet of paper showed the initial lines of the work, evidence of the process that preceded the magic of color.

Fatima was unaware that someone was discreetly watching her from the doorway. Her face reflected the serenity of someone completely connected to what she loves. In that instant, time seemed to stand still. This painting wasn't just a class assignment: it was an intimate expression of her sensitivity, of her love for art.

And so, on an ordinary afternoon at the Faculty of Fine Arts in Buenos Aires, Fatima took another step forward in her journey as an artist, leaving a piece of her essence in every stroke.

En una soleada tarde de otoño en Buenos Aires, el aula de pintura de la Facultad de Bellas Artes se llenaba del característico aroma de óleos y trementina. Fatima, con el delantal manchado por capas de creatividad acumulada, se concentraba intensamente frente a su caballete. Frente a ella, una composición de objetos simples —un jarrón blanco con delicadas flores azules, un cilindro morado y una pequeña taza— se transformaba, bajo sus pinceles, en una escena vibrante y llena de profundidad.

La tela púrpura del fondo parecía cobrar vida bajo las luces del aula, y cada sombra, cada matiz, era el resultado de horas de observación y paciencia. A su lado, un boceto a lápiz en una hoja blanca mostraba las líneas iniciales del trabajo, evidencia del proceso que precedía a la magia del color.

Fatima no se daba cuenta de que alguien la observaba discretamente desde el umbral de la puerta. Su rostro reflejaba la serenidad de quien está completamente conectada con lo que ama. En ese instante, el tiempo parecía detenerse. Esta pintura no era solo una tarea de clase: era una expresión íntima de su sensibilidad, de su amor por el arte.

Y así, en una tarde cualquiera en la Facultad de Bellas Artes de Buenos Aires, Fatima daba un paso más en su camino como artista, dejando en cada trazo un pedazo de su esencia.

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What is the art part? the text written by AI or?

Hello. The artistic part is the painting, and also, why not, the way you write and describe the image. I understand that art has no limits.