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The Artist J Shartzer
Scene I
Characters
Painter
Painter’s friend
Old couple
Servant
Narrator: Two young men, one carrying art supplies, the other relaxing on the ground, are quietly conversing outside of a large house. They can hear footsteps coming from below them. It’s an old couple, out f or a walk and enjoying the sunshine.
Old man: Good afternoon. What are you gentleman doing sitting around on a fine day like this?
Painter: Waiting.
Old man: What brings you to Mrs. d’ Este’s home?
Painter’s friend: She wants him to paint a picture for her.
Old woman (to Painter): You paint? My husband’s a painter.
Old man: I like to paint sometimes. I consider myself more of a sculptor, though.
Painter’s friend: I’m a pretty good sculptor.
Old man: Oh? Are you here to sculp something for Mrs. d’Este?
Painter’s friend: Uh, no. I’m going to wait outside.
Old woman (to Old man): We have to get going. You have that project on the Sistine Chapel today.
Old man: Oh that’s right. Best of luck with your painting.
Painter: Thank you.
Old woman: It was nice meeting you boys.
Painter: You too.
The door of the house opens and a servant steps out.
Servant: You may come in now.
Painter’s friend: Left us waiting long enough.
Painter: You weren’t invited anyway.
The painter follows the servant into the house, leaving his friend to wait outside.
Scene II
Characters
Painter
Isabella d’Este
Mantua
Narrator: The painter follows the servant into a lavishly decorated bedroom. Beautiful paintings adorn the walls, some are portraits of a young woman; others are landscapes of far away places. Around the room are shelves covered with small figurines, each made from a different stone. The painter is working deligently. The subject is a young woman, who is sitting, posed, on the end of the bed. Both are in idle conversation.
Painter: I like your art collection. And you say artists that you paid painted each?
Isabella: Yes. They paint a picture for me and if I like it, I pay them.
Painter: And your husband? Does he share the same taste in art?
Isabella: Mantua? He enjoys the paintings as much as I do, but he complains about how much money I spend on them. He’s so ungreatful. Did you know that he was captured during the war?
Painter: Yes, I heard.
Isabella: I defended him and won him his freedom. If it weren’t for me, he would probably still be rotting in that cell.
The Painter starts to reply, but is interrupted by a voice from behind.
Mantua: I would have earned my freedom before long myself dear. It was only a matter of time.
Mantua walks over to the Painter and looks at the painting over his shoulder.
Mantua (rubbing his chin): Not bad. Not as good as some of the other ones, but not bad.
Isabella: You should read The Courtier by Baldassare Castiglione, Mantua. You could use some manners.
Mantua: I’ve already read it.
Isabella: Perhaps you should reread it.
The Painter completes his painting and begins gathering his materials.
Painter: I’m finished, if I could have my money now.
Isabella: Oh, let me see it.
She rises from the bed and walks over to the easel and stands beside Mantua. She gazes at the painting and nods thoughtfully. She speaks:
Isabella: Well, I like it. I’ll get your money.
She walks over to her wardrobe and retrieves a small pouch. She hands it to the Painter, who accepts it greatfully.
Painter: Thank you very much
After putting the pouch in his breast pocket, the Painter exits leavng Isabella and Mantua alone.
Mantua: Couldn’t you have gotten that Michelangelo guy again? I liked him.
Isabella only shakes her head and smiles. She instructs one of the servents to hang the fresh painting with the others and leaves.
Mantua: Do you really think I need manners?
Mantua follows Isabella out of the room.
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"I like the twist in the end with Michelangelo being the old man he bumps into. I thought the relationship between the manand wife could have been expanded. But it was good nevertheless." -- e. rocco caldwell.
"I agree...this is great...it could easily be expanded into a longer story. Really great!" -- KM (Michelle) .
"very good could have extended but great" -- bob, oklahoma, usa, oklahoma.
"i enjoyed it im also a writer you should have extended it you still have time to do it. GREAT!!!" -- jacob duhon, midwest city, usa, oklahoma.
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