He gave a gasp of relief when he beheld me, full of life, with my
palette on my thumb, gazing fondly on my new canvas.
The quadroon sat for hours before Edna's
palette, patient as a savage, while the house-maid took charge of the children, and the drawing-room went undusted.
The artist stared a moment, gave a little pout, shrugged her shoulders, put down her
palette and brushes, and stood rubbing her hands.
Her absorption seemed so great that she sat down before her easel, opened her color-box, took up her brushes, drew on her brown sleeves, arranged her apron, looked at her picture, examined her
palette, without, apparently, thinking of what she was doing.
She looked, indeed, like one of those wonderful boys of the Italian Renaissance, whom you may still see at the National Gallery, whose beauty is no denial, but rather the stamp of their slender, supple strength, young painters and sculptors who held the
palette for Leonardo, or wielded the chisel for Michelangelo, and anon threw both aside to take up sword for Guelf or Ghibelline in the narrow streets of Florence.
It was marvellous, a feast for the eyes, this complication of coloured tints, a perfect kaleidoscope of green, yellow, orange, violet, indigo, and blue; in one word, the whole
palette of an enthusiastic colourist!
To our surprise, we were ushered into a room where the first object that met the eye was a painter's easel, with a table beside it covered with rolls of canvas, bottles of oil and varnish,
palette, brushes, paints, &c.
He was seen at once rummaging with ardor in an old box, in which he found some brushes, a little gnawed by the rats, but still passable; some colors in bladders almost dried up; some linseed-oil in a bottle, and a
palette which had formerly belonged to Bronzino, that dieu de la pittoure, as the ultramontane artist, in his ever young enthusiasm, always called him.
I conclude that he belongs to the artistic classes, he is so easily elated and depressed; and because he carries his left thumb curiously, as if it were feeling for the hole of a
palette, I have entered his name among the painters.
Alban was clearing his
palette, after a hard day's work at the cottage.
Fentolin was sitting before the open window, an easel in front of him, a
palette in his left hand, painting with deft, swift touches.
What
palette is rich enough in colors to reproduce so magnificent a spectacle?