( Going to the Civic Gardens with Maurice is part of his routine, now. Sure, he has the studio Max worked out for him, but it's enclosed. Perfect for his glass and metalwork, and he's not sure how to really thank her for taking the time to find a place that wasn't essentially an abandoned shack, but there are times when he just needs to be outdoors. Finding some other kind of inspiration. And, yes, walk Maurice, too.
He's climbed onto a broken piece of statue, and is sketching. All sorts of things, but right now, this stretch of flowers that's managing to grow despite the chaotic conditions.
Maurice, a grey pitbull terrier, is flopped down beside him, tired out from lots of walking, but he perks up and wags his tail, slowly, sleepily stretching and ambling over towards Galadriel. )
galadriel → september 3rd... or just sometime before the event starts
He's climbed onto a broken piece of statue, and is sketching. All sorts of things, but right now, this stretch of flowers that's managing to grow despite the chaotic conditions.
Maurice, a grey pitbull terrier, is flopped down beside him, tired out from lots of walking, but he perks up and wags his tail, slowly, sleepily stretching and ambling over towards Galadriel. )