Friday Fictioneers 12-29-2017

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz


 

“And it is…..?”

“A sculpture.”

“Well, naturally, but of what? A bicycle accident?”

‘It’s a statement about the strife and confusion of the modern world.”

“I see. Wheels turning and all?”

“Yes, exactly! So, you like it?”

“I like the reflectors on the spikes. Inspired.”

“I knew you’d like it. ”

As the artist walked away, Jason  remained, staring at the sculpture.  “Strife and confusion of the modern world? It’s a freaking tangle of bicycle wheels.”

Shaking his head, he turned away, heading back to his studio. Michangelo, now there was a sculptor. Dontaello.

Picking up his paintbrush, he returned to work.

9 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers 12-29-2017

  1. You’ve brought out the constant conflict between the new and the old. I’m with Jason. With the Masters a beach looked like a beach, a forest like a forest and a person was identifiable as human, usually as male or female. You didn’t have to construe anything ☺

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