Val turned the canvas around with a flourish. "Ta-da!"
"What is it?"
"It's a picture of you, silly!"
"But it's blank."
"See, I started out by putting in what I like about you, and then I thought about what I don't like so much, and then some symbolism stuff, plus things that aren't like you at all but in interesting ways, and then you know how light when you add it all up it's white? Like that."
"I think some nouveau guy did a blank canvas already..."
"Well," said Val, blinking slowly, "he can't see what I see in it."