Oubai Satomi (
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A pleasant afternoon in the park.
Who: Satomi (Open)
Where: The West Park
What: Satomi likes to paint in the park.
When: An afternoon during the weekend following the library thread.
There was something about the West Park that drew Satomi. Perhaps it was the size, it was smaller and seemed less popular than Kochi Jinja park. Maybe it was the old bear statue in the park square that ensured her presence whenever the whether was nice. Something about it comforted her and put her mind at ease. Quite the curiosity, it was.
And so Satomi had set up her portable easel in front of a bench in the park square. She was sitting on the bench with a small jar of water, an open watercolor set, a thin roll of paper towels, and an array of soft paintbrushes laid out beside her. A large tote bag with a color scheme that could only be described as psychedelic rainbow sat on the ground by her feet.
Where: The West Park
What: Satomi likes to paint in the park.
When: An afternoon during the weekend following the library thread.
There was something about the West Park that drew Satomi. Perhaps it was the size, it was smaller and seemed less popular than Kochi Jinja park. Maybe it was the old bear statue in the park square that ensured her presence whenever the whether was nice. Something about it comforted her and put her mind at ease. Quite the curiosity, it was.
And so Satomi had set up her portable easel in front of a bench in the park square. She was sitting on the bench with a small jar of water, an open watercolor set, a thin roll of paper towels, and an array of soft paintbrushes laid out beside her. A large tote bag with a color scheme that could only be described as psychedelic rainbow sat on the ground by her feet.