Fiction Writing
Rodney asked him to watch his pretzel cart while he took a break. It was another humid night. Larry sat on the wall and rested his weary feet. He looked up at the statue with the Rockefeller building behind it. A huge white face with white hands covering the eyes. Ain't that the truth, Larry … Continue reading CERTAIN UNALIENABLE RIGHTS
Felicity tried to interrupt the critic, but he had built up such a head of steam he wouldn't be stopped. 'The sunflower, you see, is a comment on Van Gogh's work and the astronomical price OF art at modern auctions. It is saying to you, the viewer, is art really worth that much when a … Continue reading CRITICAL INTERPRETATION
Gustav sat on his foldout chair, staring at the carved tree trunk. The gathered crowd waited for his next movement. The Monterey Wood Carving Festival had finished two weeks ago. The other sculptures had since been removed. Gustav had become a local celebrity. He would leave when he was sure it was finished. He picked up … Continue reading PERFECTION
The curator scratched her head, while the museum porters waited for her decision. 'Well, remove it of leave it?' the surly head porter demanded. They looked at the knotted tree branches atop the wicker chairs. She honestly couldn't remember if it had been there before or not. The Museum of Rural Life in Lumberton, North … Continue reading ARTISTIC IMPROVISATION
He sits and paints. I look around the room. There are hundreds of paintings. They all show the same bridge. Sometimes in sunshine, sometimes in rain, sometimes covered in snow. Sometimes the water underneath runs high, other times the level is low. In some the colours are bright green and blue, others are grey and … Continue reading BY THE CROSSING
