Last
Friday Anoush checked on classes with the art institute in the city. Watercolor painting classes were booked. The decision he needs to make is should he
wait until the next round of classes begin or should he try acrylic
painting. He debates the issue in his
head.
Before making his
decision, he stops by the school at the end of Monday and hopes to see his art
instructor who taught him to do watercolor painting. At the front office
they tell him, the professor has not left the building and he could find him up
in his room.
Anoush walks up the
stairs to the second floor. The office
told him which room the professor would be in. He walks down to the
door and knocks on the door molding to make his presence known.
“Anoush how are
you? I remember you saying you would be
away. When did you return?”
The art professor is
a short fellow with bifocals to aid with his vision. His hair is balding and he
could use some exercise looking at his stature.
“I returned last
week. I contacted the school last Friday
and found your next series of classes is booked. I’m glad for you. I need to make a decision which I am
uncomfortable with.”
“What decision do you
need to make, are you going away again?”
“No professor, I
learned while I was away how much I missed painting and don’t want to wait
until the next set of classes to begin painting.”
“Then what do you
want help with, what kind of decision needs to be made?”
“You made me feel
comfortable with painting with watercolors.
I am tempted to try an acrylic painting class.”