
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
It stands above them and everyone is drawn to it. After a few drinks, folks swear it has changed; it’s different than last time. “Yeah, sure it has,” their companions rib.
The man in the canvas watches, listens. He absorbs their wild lies, heartfelt truths and mundane facts. In the morning, when the light is good and the room empty, he paints them around himself.
“Whosh the paintah?” A woman slurs.
The bartender adjusts her glasses. “Last name’s El Mundo. First name, Todd? Todo? That’s it. Crazy foreigner. Nothing like that around here.”
The man in the canvas just smiles.
As always, many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! Stop over and read a wonderful array of 100-word-fiction pieces based on this photo prompt!
El Salvador del Mundo
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El Pintor del Mundo at the very least! I’m not sure if he’s saving or just observing. Thanks for commenting, Neil.
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A form of living art, amusing and a little scary.
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Yes. At least he doesn’t seem to have any nefarious intentions at the moment!
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Creative and a good metaphor for the bartender. I wondered if anyone would include the artwork in their story.
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Yes! The bartender takes it all in (I think it becomes part of him) and he doesn’t really reply, just lets it be.
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Thanks, Angela. Well said.
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This bar is growing more interesting–and creepy–with each story 🙂
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Creepy indeed! Although I think there’s a “painting” in every bar. 🙂
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Very clever take, Angela
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Nancy, thank you!
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Very clever, indeed.
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Thank you, Dawn!
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I like James’ living art idea. Excellent story.
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I’m so glad you liked it, Violet!
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Delightfully different, Angela!
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Thank you, Keith! I’m glad you enjoyed my odd twist on the photo :).
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Ha! Very clever. I enjoyed this concept immensely
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Laurie, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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Querida Angela,
I love the painter’s name. Very clever story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Muchas gracias, querida Rochelle! I’m delighted you caught that… 🙂
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Querida Angela,
I love the painter’s name. Very clever story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I took this too literally until I read the comments. Great take.
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It was actually meant literally (the painting paints itself every night), but I was trying for a second meaning as well! Thanks for reading!
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