SCHWARZ. I have never painted anyone whose expression changed so continuously. I could hardly keep a single feature the same two days running.
SCHÖN. (Pointing to the picture and observing him.) Do you find that in it?
SCHWARZ. I have done everything imaginable to call forth some sort of quiet in her mood by my conversation during the sittings.
SCHÖN. Then I understand the difference. (Schwarz dips his brush in the oil and draws it over the features of the face.) Do you think that makes it look more like her?
SCHWARZ. We can only work with art as scientifically as possible.
SCHÖN. Tell me—
SCHWARZ. (Stepping back.) The color had sunk in pretty well, too.
SCHÖN. (Looking at him.) Have you ever loved a woman in your life?
SCHWARZ. (Goes to the easel, puts a color on it, and steps back on the other side.) The dress isn't made to stand out enough yet. We don't see the living body under it.
SCHÖN. I make no doubt that the workmanship is good.