The strong smells of oil and turpentine hang in the air. A bare lightbulb casts bright, white light over the corner of the room. Sounds of soft guitar music from the stereo and the occasional sloshing and tinkling of a brush being hastily cleaned fill the space and solitude...
Sketch: Vol. 45
, Article 6.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol45/iss3/6