FFfAW – The Painting

Quietly enjoying this beautiful garden, I watch as a woman comes and sets up her easel, paints and brushes. I watch her layer paint onto the canvas, adding different shades of greens, reds, blues and purples and the painting becomes an exquisite masterpiece.

I feel transported into a different dimension from which I don't want to return. This painting captures everything I feel as I sit in this peaceful, resplendent garden.

The woman begins to fade as though she was never there. I move forward, pick up the painting, paints and brushes and walk home feeling like a new person.

(100)

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Thank you Graham Lawrence for our photo prompt this week! It is lovely!

This is my 100 word submission for the challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. We are given a photo prompt and approximately 100-175 words with which we create our stories. This challenge is open to anyone who wishes to participate. To learn more, please click here.

To read all the wonderful stories by great writers, click on the blue froggy button below. It will take you to the story grid.

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96 thoughts on “FFfAW – The Painting

  1. Well, thank you for helping me see this in a different way. I could not come up with a story when I first saw this but you have inspired me somehow. I’m not even sure how because the story I will now right has nothing really to do with your take on the photo- which I love, by the way.

    • Thank you Emilio! I’m glad it has inspired you! I think there are many different ways to go with this prompt. This beautiful photo is one of Graham Lawrence’s. I look forward to reading your story!

  2. Beautiful photo and story to match. She is transported into a relaxing state as she paints in this wonderful garden. Love it and got a zen moment just reading it.

  3. OK, so I just read this again and think that the artist “disappeared” into her work. And when she completed the canvas, she packed up and went home. This is what we do when we create- I do it in writing and in photography. I disappear, meaning I give no thought to myself at the time, just what I am creating! Great job!

  4. This story has a hauntingly beautiful tone to it. It’s as if the narrator and the woman painting is the same person. Maybe she’s having an out of body experience and is watching herself paint. I almost expected the narrator to pick up the paints and brushes and continue the painting after the woman faded away. Excellent story!

  5. It is a refreshing piece of writing for me. Reading the last line brings smile on my face πŸ™‚
    I like your take on prompt.
    True, once and artist always an artist πŸ™‚

  6. I believe the woman was reflecting on her own accomplishment after painting a picture. She places herself in the painting feeling the peacefulness it brings and afterwards picks up her painting supplies and leaves feeling relaxed and happy. Very inspiring story, Joy!

  7. Am I the only one who doesn’t get it?! lol I’ve read it a few times but don’t know what to make of it. Maybe my imagination forgot to wake up with me this morning!! πŸ™‚ It’s got me puzzled anyway and will continue to make me think πŸ™‚

    • It is really strange, so don’t feel bad. It talks about how we come outside of ourselves when we create (painting, writing, etc). And she went outside of herself while painting and saw herself painting and when she finished and she became one with the person painting (her new self taking over her old self). See, it’s really strange.

  8. It’s funny how the mind can wander when we’re gazing at such a lovely place. I can see her clearly, imagining herself recreating the beauty of her surroundings on canvas. Perhaps she was already an artist – or aspired to be one. Whatever, the reverie refreshed and invigorated her fro the day. Lovely story, PJ.

    • Thank you so much Millie! I know that when I am drawing I have to become “one” with my drawing in order to do my best and it is the same way with writing. Thank you so much for your lovely comment.

      • Yes, I know what you mean about writing. I’ve never done much art, other than sketching. My two daughters are both very good at it, but they don’t get their artistic talents from Nick or I. πŸ™‚

  9. Oh wow, I love how you let us interpret this story in different ways. Mine- I think you dozed off a bit in the garden and dreamt the lady, but awoke with redefined purpose :D. Great take on the prompt PJ.

    • I like your interpretation of this story Ameena! After the painting was finished she did have a redefined purpose and a renewal of her spirit. Thank you for the nice compliment! Thank you so much for reading and for your wonderful comment.

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