ting.”

    “e’ve already discussed in  illustrator,” I said, gro none of Enisrations is beautiful.”

    “e  yet seen t painting,” Black said boldly.

    ttributes of Butterflyory district, but to me terfly.” ty of  t believe ted a second look. I’ve alonisalented as er of color and test strengted passionately, reeling  I cautioned Black t Butterfly , I added: urist . If ts of ornamentation are not meant to cater to intelligence,

    to speak to to bolster tan; t is, if t is meant to be only a festival for tterfly is indeed a true miniaturist. aken lessons from ters of Kazvin forty years ago; ly applies , pure colors, and tle circularity  of ings; but I’m trained  ters of Kazvin. Maybe it’s for t I love  I never felt any ao mean I don’t respect  Stork frequently  oo. In contrast to  assume, a master’s beating doesn’t rid tice of jinns of talent and t only suppresses temporarily. If it o be a good beating, and deserved, later on timulate turist’s resolve to ings I administered to Butterfly, to a content and obedient artist.

    I at once felt to praise o Black: “Butterfly’s artistry,” I said, “is solid proof t ture of bliss,  ponders in  for understanding and applying color.  Butterfly lacked:  kno momentary loss of fait Jami refers to in ry as ”t of trator painting in t s to ion and contentment, believing t ing,  of Our Sultan, Our Prop ascending tly  rendered by Butterfly, ts of ecstasy springing from tration of mine, if t session terfly to ”color it as you see