I went back to my easel and motioned the model to resume her pose.
While moving a framed canvas from one easel to another my foot slipped on the polished floor, and I fell heavily on both wrists.
On the easel sits a depiction of sun shining through trees, illuminating the grass below.
She looked so sweet and dainty that I kissed her again and then sat down before the easel.
The last drawing, he reveals, will be of Arthur sitting at an easel painting Denison.
At this moment he noticed at some distance the portrait of Arabian on its easel, and he put up his eyeglasses.
She left the easel in disgust and refused to touch it again for a week.
In yonder corner, for instance, stands an easel, the picture upon which is constantly changed.
Her easel was there, and her half-rubbed out drawing—No, that was not her drawing.
At last he went to his easel, and sat down with a long-drawn sigh as if of relief.