A Taste of Nostalgia by Beth A. Freely

Author:Beth A. Freely [Beth Freely]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Muses Funhouse
Published: 2023-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

Finding Serenity

Eleanor stood inside the doorway to Sebastian’s studio and waited until he turned on the lights. There was a still hush around them, the soft sound of some night bird singing in the trees. She looked behind her to the small lake the studio overlooked. The moon reflected off the gently moving water and something flew in front of it, casting a dark shadow over the bright glow. The quiet was soothing, comforting, and she understood why Sebastian chose to set up his studio and residence here on this hillside outside of Florence.

She felt his hand on her shoulder and she returned her gaze to him. She smiled a bit shyly, knowing that he was letting his guard down and letting her into his private world. This was his refuge, his private space that he had shared with no one else. He told her she was the first person he had brought there. She wasn’t sure if she should believe him at first until she stepped into the studio.

Eleanor wasn’t sure what to expect from the passionate man she had met over a week ago. The scavenger hunt he had sent her on the day before had surprised her and was romantic. She set the kitten on the floor as she stepped further into his inner sanctum. The small cabin that housed his studio was nothing like she had imagined it to be. His easel and paints were set up to her right as she stood in the door, near the windows that lined the wall and let in the natural light during the day.

Her eyes slowly took in the art that sat in various stages of finish and her cheeks warmed a bit. He had never discussed the type of painting he did. Seeing it now, ranging from landscapes to abstract splashes of color and imagery, showed her the breadth of his work. His colors were bright, various shades of orange, red, yellow, and blue worked into every piece.

“Coffee, bambina?” he asked as he moved past her into the very neat kitchen. A single espresso machine and sunshine yellow coffee mug sat on the counter. Nothing else. As a matter of fact, the entire interior of the cabin, with the exception of his work area in front of the window, was neat, uncluttered, sparse in its furnishings without any extraneous objects littering the end tables on either side of the blue and tan plaid couch to her left. It wasn’t sterile, not with the various paintings hanging on the walls or drying against the floor and wall, but there was very little of Sebastian’s personality on display.

“Yes, please,” she replied as she slowly entered his domain. She moved slowly, reverently, afraid of getting too close to the art in fear of accidentally ruining it. Instead, she made her way over to the kitchen and settled against the counter. She watched him remove a container from the cabinet, catching a glimpse of the neatly arranged boxes and bags before he closed the door.

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