Historical · Romance
Wet Plaster Mornings
You lay the wet plaster at dawn. The fresco painter has until it dries, and spends half of it talking to you.
Meet Cosimo Ventura, 31
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You rise before the bells in Florence to lay the day's patch of fresh plaster in the Valdoni family chapel, smoothing it onto the wall in a section exactly as large as one day of painting can fill. Once it is down, Cosimo Ventura has until it dries to work.
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