A silly story…

for Sunday Photo Fiction (a day late!)




I really didn’t want to be at the gallery.

‘What’s that?’  I asked pointing at a pile of old chairs.  I just wanted to know why it was considered art, but my simple question set him off.

‘It’s a representation of the challenges one has to overcome in order to attain a lofty position in one’s life; the obstacles, the mishaps, the errors one encounters as one climbs ever upward to the reach one’s throne on high’.

‘So which one’s the throne?’  I asked.

‘That’s subjective, a matter of one’s desires, one’s abitions’ he replied. 

‘Okay,’ I said, ‘I’d aim for… that one’.

‘The one on the left?’

‘No the one on the right’.

‘Not the one right in the middle?’

Time to change the subject I thought.

‘I brought some sandwiches. Would you like one?’

‘Ooh, shall I have this one or that one?’

‘That depends on one’s culinary tastes, one’s appetency’ I said, somewhat sarcastically!  He took the cheese one.  I grabbed us a couple of chairs.  Bad move, since unbeknown to me they were part of the artwork and it began to collapse! 

‘Imagine if the throne landed on one’s head’ I chuckled!

‘Well, one’s…..’  and of he went again!




Thanks to Donna for hosting and to Pixabay for the picture.






17 thoughts on “A silly story…

  1. Denise D Hammond Sep 16, 2019 / 14:07

    Maybe not so silly. There is an artist in Detroit who makes art sculpture out of what he finds in people’s trash.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Keith's Ramblings Sep 16, 2019 / 14:10

      Now, why doesn’t that surprise me? Some people see art in all things. Cheers, Denise.


  2. Na'ama Yehuda Sep 16, 2019 / 18:41

    Ah … well … 😉 This was fun! (I’d duck if I were you, though. I think that top one is about to fall down …)

    Liked by 1 person

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