Hello readers. It is time to join in with Friday Fictoneers (FF). The photo prompt for this week is this circle sculpture image from Ted Strutz. Go here to join in with FF or to see more entries for this photo prompt.
Power of Art (fiction word count: 104)
The Johnson family had a circle sculpture. I thought it was stupid recycled stuff.
Later – the intricate pieces spoke to me. I felt the power of art. The strategic assemblage had balance amidst a midair coordinate plane. CDs glistened and texture from the tires whispered near rusty crevices. Was the creator a cyclist and each wheel came from rides? Was the creator a math person purporting that the study of circles gave us geometry, astronomy, and calculus?
the piece had no intended deeper meaning and Grandpa Johnson made it out of boredom. The sculpture is now on the way to the dump.
Part 2: One more flash fiction to share from last week’s prompt.
The photo prompt from last week’s FF (here) was this hat photo from Bjorn Rudberg:
When I saw this hat image last week, I wrote a little story in my mind. I imagined that someone wealthy had to simplify their gift giving because every year family wanted more and more. Then, after visiting Ana’s blog today – here– and seeing she had a post with a similar theme (i.e. holidays, working on Xmas Eve, talking at the checkout, etc.)- I decided to write out my little vignette (thanks for the nudge to finish this Ana – and for your beautiful reminder to be mindful of those who work during holidays).
Here is my fiction:
“Yes,” the man said, “ I’ll take 52 hats. And do you always ask customers about their purchases?!”
The saleswoman was silent as she layered hats inside the bag.
“I’m sorry,” continued the man, “I am a little grumpy and not in a chatty mood.”
“That’s okay, sir. I’m actually just glad to be making this sale on Christmas Eve. Glad you came to my booth tonight.”
“Well my pleasure. Your hand-knitted hats are exactly what I was looking for. I’m buying them for Christmas gifts. Every year, my relatives have expected bigger gifts from me. I finally decided that each Christmas they’d get a small check and one inexpensive, but special, gift. My holiday giving has had more joy this way and escalation issues have dissipated.”
“Right on, sir. Here is your change.”
“Oh and I also make scarves and mittens. So if you’re around next year, remember I am booth 314.”
“Sounds good – Oh – and keep the change.”
That is all for this post – thanks for reading and maybe 2018 is the year for you to give your hand at some flash fiction (or not – because I know that this writing is not everyone’s cup of tea) – but go here (friday fictioneers) or here (What Pegman Saw) and here (Carrot Ranch) for 2018 flash fiction opportunities.