LifeInDeathEdgarAllanPoeThepainterwasknownforhisabilitytoputlifeoncanvaslikenootherartistofhistime.Hisskillsintheuseofcolorswassogreatthatsomewhoviewedthepaintingshecreatedsaidthattheyweremoretruetolifethanlifeitself.He,indeed,wasaskilledartist.Whenhepaintedfruit,itseemedasthoughyoucouldtakeitfromthepictureandeatit.Whenheputafieldofspringflowersoncanvas,youcouldviewthesceneinthepaintingandimagineyourselfwalkinginthatfield,feelingagentlebreezecarryingthefragranceoftheflowers.Andwhenheputafaceonhiscanvaswithhisbrush,itlookedlikeapersonoffleshandbloodwithlifeandbreath.Onedaythisskilledartistmetabeautifulwomanwhoimmediatelybecametheobjectofhisaffections.Asheobservedherandspokewithher,headmiredhermoreandmore.Heshoweredherwithkindnessandwordsofpraiseuntilsheconsentedtobehiswife.Notlongaftertheyweremarried,however,thebeautifulwomanfoundoutthatshewasmoretheobjectofhisartisticinterestthanofhisaffections.Whenheadmiredherclassicbeauty,itwasasthoughhewerestandinginfrontofaworkofartrathertheminfrontofahumanbeingtowhomhehadpledgedhisloveandpromisedhislife.Andsoonheexpressedhisgreatdesiretoputherrarebeautyoncanvas."Pleasesitformeintheworkroom,"tiepleaded,"andIwillmakeyourbeautyimmortal.Theworkwillbemymasterpiece!"Shewashumbleandobedientaswellasflatteredbyhiswords,soshesaid,"Yes,mylove.Iwillbehappytositforyou.Sothebeautiful,youngwifeoftheartistsatmeeklyforhoursinhisworkroom,notcomplaining.Dayafterdayshesatobediently,smilingasshesat,becauseshelovedhimandbecauseshehopedthathewouldseeherloveinhersmileandobedience.Shesometimeswantedtocallouttohim,"Pleaselovemeandwantmeasapersonratherthanasanobject!”Butinstead,shespokenothingbutwordswhichpleasedhim.Once,asshelaysleeplessinbedatnight,sheplannedtosaytohimthenextday,"Mydearhusband,Iamjealousofyourmistress!"Shethoughtthatsurelyhewouldanswerinsurprise."Mistress?Ihavenoonebutyou!"Andthenshewouldsay,"Yourmistressisyourart!"However,somehowshewasnevercourageousenoughtosayanyofthewords,soshecontinuedtositforhimpatiently,hourafterhour,dayafterda