Don't cry wolf [Jazper]

[danikfrost]

Gosh. I wonder if religion did really ispire Rubens or if they are just insipred by the culture. The Baroque era was such a beautiful realistic time period. I love the warm yet dark colors they used. It such a serene picture.

She stared at a painting by Rubens. Her knowledge of art was fairly extensive she was in no way an expert but she knew a nice piece of art when she saw it. It was a beautiful scene of the birth of Jesus, there were warm colours of red, light browns and even warmer shades of black. It was one of her favorite things to do was to go to the museum. She loved revelling in the over glamorized life of Victorian, Medievel or Ancient times. While she was stuck in her room, when she was younger she would read. Her knowledge of history and philosophy had grown exponentally because there was nothing else to do.

Pulling her eyes from the painting she moved slowly towards the next painting. It was just as beautiful, an image of Jesus on a cross. She wasn't religious her family had been Ukrainian Catholics so the images of Jesus or bible scenes gave her a strange feeling of warmth and calm. Of course she knew these images were suppose to convay these feelings but for her they gave her strong feelings of family. She never really thought of religion as a viable organization of people, she found beauty in faith but she saw no point in it. There were now so many more ways to connect with people, art, music, science, philosophy and what not. She smiled as she looked to her left she hadn't noticed that was the end of the hall. She pulled her sweater closer to her, as the low temprature to shiver.

Walking through the giant arch way she made her way towards the Ancient Roman exhibit. Rome had always intrigued her, they were such a powerful empire, they inspired many. The United States were a perfect example of a nation who in her opinion wanted to emulate the power of Rome. She thought it an interesting concept, that these nations want to be like the glorified Roman empire. With a smile she walked up to a refurbished display of Roman armour. It gleemed in the display light. The brown, red and bronze were such beautiful colours together. She had lost herself in the display blocking the two or three other people in the room with her.

[Scarlet Cross]

Museums we’re never really his thing since he tended to be a loud and obnoxious person, but today Jazper deiced to take a walk on the quieter side of life. His long trip from Russia had really worn on him and his body was tired. Not to mention he had never found his father while running through the wild forests of his homeland. He had met that girl Audrey though, and she was nice company, yet as he had returned home Jazper found himself reserved and much less outgoing but never unhappy or unwilling to smile.

The art that the building housed was beautiful, all of it painted in rich hues that were pleasing to the eye, and every once in awhile Jazz would find himself lost in a painting. Thankfully he had all the time in the world to casually roam around in this place full of history and interesting artifacts. The equine was dressed casually in blue skinny jeans and a black t-shirt that had a abstract musical design on it. The converse he wore tacked lightly on the tile flooring as he moved toward the roman era section of the museum.

Not quite paying attention as his beautiful sapphire eyes were looking at a painting as he headed toward the arch way he smacked into someone, possibly even causing them to tumble. Quickly his large hands and tone arms caught the woman far before she hit the ground. It looked as though they were dancing and he had dipped her romantically. With a light blush crossing the half of his face that wasn’t covered by raven black hair Jazper apologized as he put her on her feet. “Oh jeeze I’m really sorry miss. I didn’t see you there.” He smiled apologetically, his handsome face holding an air of friendliness.