Tag: painting

  • The Wrong Lips

    “The lips seem wrong,” I heard Jerome mutter to himself. I sighed internally because I knew he was going to start all over again. We had a show in less than two weeks and he was obsessing over the lips on his third painting. He needed to have no less than ten paintings and he…

  • Big Time

    PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot  The table and stools appeared overnight and the graffiti came even quicker. As my neighbors complained about the sight, I knew I had finally arrived. I knew where my stage was and I knew what my calling was. And I finally had the perfect opportunity to show everyone what my…

  • Nightmares

    The dead of night was my best time.  The time I could be myself and no one would bother me.  The middle of the night was when I did my best writing and my best painting because I could zone out and not worry about whatever everyone else was thinking.  I had grown up in a…