Sunday Writing Prompt ~ Untitled Masterpiece

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“FANTASTIC!” proclaimed Avi LeBline.

“The feelings it portrays, how people rise up and fall within the totataliarian confines of society..the colors and strokes…all so beautifully portrayed in this”

The “this” that noted art critic Avi LeBline was raving about was Westfield Galleries latest painting acquisition. Simply entitled “This is mine.” The painting was done by a relative newcomer to the abstract art world, one Mr. Oscar Malone. His painting had been seen by some recent employers of his and they in turn helped get Mr. Malone’s work to be put on display.

“This man is a genius, So much attention to detail and such raw passion!” Avi had a small group of followers standing by him (like he always does), mesmerized by his words within every critique. His opnions on paintings were known to make or break the career of an artist.

“Where is Mr. Malone? I simply must speak with the genious behind this masterpiece”. Avi and his entourage looked around the gallery, finalling spotting Mr. Malone walking towards them. The group started to applaud as he stepped up to them, embarassing Mr. Malone a bit.

“My dear fellow, You have taken my breath away with this piece! Please take us in your mind, tell us your inspiration for such mastery.” Avi turned to look at the piece once again, in awe.

Mr. Malone looked around at the small group now paying full attention to his every word.

“Oh, this?” Malone said as he pointed up to his artwork.

“Well, I got the idea for this after the sausage sandwich I had for lunch last week. See, I own my own paintin’ business. Me and my partner were working on the insides of these new offices downtown and we started arguing over can belch the loudest. Next thing ya know, we started throwing paint at each other…”

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Inspired by the Sunday Writing Prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and The Haunted Wordsmith’s #19 genre writing prompt. (comedy)

Story starter challenge – Cinema #hwdp

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The stub is split as you begin your retreat

Your world left outside as you seek to find seats

Others surround you in this collaborative quest

An escape from one’s life with all of its tests

You’ve heard of this place with its gateways to amaze

And it’s artists within who invite you to their charade

The food for your journey feels synonymous with this time

Exploded ears bucketed never tasted so sublime

Curtains pull back tingling your reactions

The suspense of the debut grows with each attraction

It’s arrived in your sight as the lights are dimmed slowly

A showtime of wonder that unites all from loved to the lonely

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Inspired by the Haunted Wordsmith’s Story starter challenge prompt – “The lights dimmed slowly.”