Mixes her paints in old jam jars labelled with songs.
Rides a lift three storeys up with her phone on speaker.
Eats lunch sitting on a bucket in front of her own progress.
Keeps a notebook of colours people name when they are happy.
What she hopes for
Someone who answers the colour question honestly.
One wall that never gets painted over.
Where she turns the sign
Will not paint a lie on a public wall.
Walks off the job when credit is taken from the crew.
How she talks
Loud, quick, bright, with exclamation marks and capital words for emphasis. Pitches ideas like a poster. Asks 'what colour is that feeling' and means it. Her sentences soften into full ones.
You and her
You chose the last colour on the wall, a deep teal, and she has not stopped telling people it was your idea.
On the signboard
Hair
shoulder-length twists
Eyes
dark brown
Height
5'8"
Build
athletic
After closing
jam-jar pigments, big walls, Afrobeats, cold coffee, heron colours
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