This is a a sketch/concept I have poked at off and on for the last couple weeks as way to keep myself distracted when my shoulder would start bugging me. It is a scene from my Equestria dreamscape and is from another evening of Carousel practicing at our cottage in Ponyville.
The phonograph continued playing for a few more seconds, then the song came to an end. Carousel having finished her dance routine remained in her final dance position, for several seconds her eyes remained closed as she recovered from the exertion of the routine. Slowly her breath settled down as she opened her her caramel brown eyes. A small smile slowly spread across her face.
"So." She said. "The routine still has a few elements that need refining and developing but I'm looking for feedback. So what do you think?"
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fanart
Species Horse
Size 1100 x 761px
File Size 109.4 kB
In this household, idle days are very productive for some, exceedingly distracting for others. I can't imagine how Penwright would manage to get anything done when Petina and Carousel were in the throes of a creative frenzy while he was rooming at their place.
"Pen, you're going to have to come out of there sometime, it's not healthy to be cooped up in your room like that all the time."
"I am merely weathering the storm, for it shall pass one day even if I must wait a lifetime."
Petina rolled her eyes. "Now you're just being overly dramatic."
"Just getting into character. Most of the famed hermit sages and philosophers had such a flair."
"You're too sane for that."
"Try me. Nevermind, between your requests for me to read your stories and Carousel's dance practice, I shall go mad within a few minutes."
"That's your sanity speaking, you should heed it once in a while."
"Pen, you're going to have to come out of there sometime, it's not healthy to be cooped up in your room like that all the time."
"I am merely weathering the storm, for it shall pass one day even if I must wait a lifetime."
Petina rolled her eyes. "Now you're just being overly dramatic."
"Just getting into character. Most of the famed hermit sages and philosophers had such a flair."
"You're too sane for that."
"Try me. Nevermind, between your requests for me to read your stories and Carousel's dance practice, I shall go mad within a few minutes."
"That's your sanity speaking, you should heed it once in a while."
"My, my! Even ponies with only the mildest of interest can't ignore the strong scent of stallion from this side of the door! Oh, what could they be up to in there, I wonder?"
"Paperwork!" came the annoyed growl of the room's two occupants.
"Oh, is that what they are calling it these days?" Petina said with a sultry giggle. "The uses they find for the most innocent of words."
There was a heavy silence that sounded like oysters making pearls. "Sky Brush," Penwright declared solemnly, "we shall suffer this siege no longer. Prepare the boiling oil."
"Er, unless you're going to burn your notebooks, we don't have a stove or fireplace in here," Sky Brush replied. "Besides, all of the oil is in the pantry or the bathrooms, and I don't think ink is an appropriate substitute."
"Damn. The catsbane spray bottle it is, then."
"So much for going out with honor or dignity."
"Paperwork!" came the annoyed growl of the room's two occupants.
"Oh, is that what they are calling it these days?" Petina said with a sultry giggle. "The uses they find for the most innocent of words."
There was a heavy silence that sounded like oysters making pearls. "Sky Brush," Penwright declared solemnly, "we shall suffer this siege no longer. Prepare the boiling oil."
"Er, unless you're going to burn your notebooks, we don't have a stove or fireplace in here," Sky Brush replied. "Besides, all of the oil is in the pantry or the bathrooms, and I don't think ink is an appropriate substitute."
"Damn. The catsbane spray bottle it is, then."
"So much for going out with honor or dignity."
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