Paint some more

Marla glanced back at her canvas, and compared the work she had done so far with that of the painting on the wall. She felt that she had the artist's technique pretty well. Of course there were some minor differences, but after all, she had not intended to copy the painting perfectly, just to use it as a model. For example, Marla had only placed one cloud in the upper right of the canvas, while the original had two clouds in the sky. Marla had not made a conscious choice to deviate from the original, and in fact, looking at her version of the painting now she would have sworn that she had not changed the sky much at all, but there it was. Maybe she had meant to paint the second cloud and forgotten it due to her fatigue earlier.

Marla decided to go ahead and start on the figures on the lakeside. She leaned close to examine them in the original painting. The man sat on the ground, with the woman sitting beside him, her knees drawn up under her skirts and her head turned towards the man. One of her hands rested on his thigh and one of his hands was behind her, the other...on her breast? No, that was undoubtedly supposed to be her shoulder. Marla's dream was coming back to cloud her perceptions, no doubt.

But then again, she had looked at the painting for over and hour earlier, and while she had not been focused on the couple, Marla did not remember them being in any sort of embrace, hand to breast or otherwise. Had they been?