Fiction
Kitchen Help by Amy Lyn Bihrle . Content Warning.
Introduction I follow The Reiki Cat Lady on Facebook as they share some wonderful feline artwork and this lovely funny one caught my eye to inspire a story. They remind me of my friends Cherri and Amanda's and my daughter Juliet's cats that know where all the treats are hidden, in the kitchen.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Art
The Transformative Power of Art: A Journey into Creativity and Expression
Art has been an integral part of human civilization since its inception, transcending time and space to connect individuals across cultures and generations. It encompasses a vast spectrum of mediums, techniques, and forms, ranging from painting and sculpture to music and literature. This essay delves into the world of art, exploring its diverse dimensions, historical significance, and its profound impact on society.
By Ponder & Pen3 years ago in Art
Leviathan Rising
For thousands of years, the sea has harbored mysteries and monsters. It's a place of comfort and a place of darkness. Man has chased legends of the sea around the globe. Some spend a lifetime hunting answers to the mysteries of the deep blue sea.
By Jason Ray Morton 3 years ago in Art
New York Movie. Runner-Up in Painted Prose Challenge.
Mary leaned against the wall and sighed inwardly. She hated these late showings. Her friends were out on the town tonight, dressed up to the nines, looking young, free, and beautiful. It was just after nine, so they would be at a bar now, sipping on small flutes of champagne that fizzed and sparkled like the girls themselves, feeling wild and alive on a warm summer’s evening in the greatest city in the world.
By Jenifer Nim3 years ago in Art
The mischievous matchmaker
Once upon a time in the quaint town of Willowbrook, there lived a mischievous matchmaker named Matil. With a twinkle in her eye and a mischievous grin on her face, Matilda delighted in bringing people together, often in the most unexpected ways.
By emmanuel edem3 years ago in Art
A very messy bed
It was the lowest point of my life. Out on the streets, nowhere to stay, nowhere to go, nothing to my name but a bottle of Stolichnaya I had lifted from the convenience store on the corner. The only thing to keep me warm on a cold night out in the city.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Art
The picture of Elizabeth Moody
“Beautiful isn’t it?” I barely heard the voice, as I stood in the Dulwich Picture Gallery, my gaze lifted to the canvas, enthralled by the image of a young woman in a landscape with two small children, all three adorned with lavish flowing fabrics. It wasn’t the sumptuous costumes that captivated my attention, so much as the expression on the lady’s face, which wore an enigmatic smile as the wearer gazed into the distance. The complexion of the subject had been applied with a liberal use of China white, giving the face an almost ghostly appearance.”
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Art
