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She stared around the gallery. The main room had all the great masters in the old wing, very dull, she thought, but this part is new and rather posh, how nice.
She lifted a glass from the tray, sipping the bubbly, then she glided around the room. Some rather good paintings, modern in an interesting way but nothing particularly could her eye. But then she sees an imposing sculpture. It rears up, a hooded man and a gaping maw, and it looks rather frightening. Does his expression reflect the artist’s angst?
Apocalypse by Cliff Davies
She made her way up to the second floor. Then suddenly two men – clearly artists – both of them held up their fists. She hedged away, gripping her glass in her hand. People began to stare. Then a moment later, the fight began on the staircase. But it finished as quickly as it started. What was that about, she wondered, as the two artists shook hands and left.
Two hours later, her flight was called. She smiled quietly as she’d acquired a little picture from the gallery wall, where she’d stashed her big bag.
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Posted for The Unicorn Challenge, a magical challenge hosted by Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, where they provide a photo and we, in turn, provide up to 250 words.

Di of Pensitivity 101
Saturday’s Three Things Challenge: FIGHT, FLIGHT, FRIGHT


Very interesting 🤔🤔
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Thank you, Willow💛
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Ooh, how clever. The fist fight distraction worked in her favor. Great story Chris.
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I thought that you might like that😉 Thanks so much, Sadje.
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You’re most welcome my friend 💖
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I can’t blame her for not helping herself to that scary statue!
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Well, it’s just art… and anyway, she’s taken something rather better!🖼️
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Nice one! Thanks for the inclusion
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You too!
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Cliff’s sculpture is amazing.
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I’m so glad that you liked that, Nick. It’s not every once cup of tea though (of course) and not sold… yet!
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I’m wondering if the ‘fight’ between the two artists was also an art exhibit?
Seems as though the distraction allowed her to make off with her own souvenir.
The sculpture is so painful to look at.
An intriguing tale, Chris.
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All true – well, most of it. I’ve seen angry artists, although not fisty cuffs. I’ve seen people pocket small things in a gallery, cards usually. And yes, my husband has made some interesting things!
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I enjoyed your story. That sculpture is a very disturbing primal scream.
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Glad you liked that, Liz, and yes, that sculpture is quite remarkable, (it’s my husband’s, he’s an artist now).
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Your husband is very talented! I thought the sculpture was in a gallery or a museum.
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Chris I was wondering what was going on – then the ending made it clear. Who knew she was an art thief!
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It was just a bit of fun, especially since I worked in a gallery for a few years. Thanks, Val.
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She took advantage of an opportunity and grabbed a work of art. Nice one Chris. I didn’t see that coming.
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I’m so pleased that you liked that, Darnell.
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Cute play with F*ight! I like the two (crazy) artists.😉🤙💖
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I thought that you might like that! 😂🎨😉
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very interesting (aka fun to read) story
made me think of, for god knows what reason, of David Lynch (or one of his more accessible films.)
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Make it into a movie? Well, why not!!
(giggling)
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Very clever ruse, that fistfight! Wonderfully entertaining take, Chris, and something very different. Bravo to your husband for his masterful sculpture!
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I’m so pleased that you enjoying that, Nancy. Now we’re retired we’re very happy – one of us writes and the other is an artist!
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You are both most fortunate, Chris. Happy retirement!
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Like the story, love the sculpture.
Talented family, Chris.
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Thanks so much, CE.
Just because we’re retired now!
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Wow! I was wondering if that was your Cliff who made the sculpture, then in reading the comments I realized it was. That’s an amazing piece! At first I didn’t “get” the part about how she got the photo during the fight, but it did occur to me, as it did to Jenne49, that the fight could have been an art exhibit itself. 🤔 Now I’m looking forward to seeing more ofto Cliff’s art in your stories. 😀
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My Cliff is pretty good in lots of things in art stuff😊and of course, I had a stint in working in a small gallery a few years ago. I guess it might be fun doing some stories about art things. Let me think…🤔
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If anything comes up missing, Foster and Panda can help you find it. It was probably the men in orange jackets 😂
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I’ll give some though!
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Ah clever, the men were decoys..
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Absolutely! Fun, eh😉
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Very clever indeed
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😉😊
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ah art decoys, can’t bear a bit of art deco
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Always! Thanks, Gary.
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[…] the rickety stairs, in Montmartre, near the cemetery; a useful place where she’d already sold her little picture for her tidy profit, just a week […]
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The opportunity was too good a moment to waste, Chris!
And I like the sculpture, by the way.
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That was fun… and I’m pleased that you liked the sculpture (sort of) 😉
Thanks, Tom!
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I like original creations… and it’s original! 🙂
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“She hedged away, gripping her glass in her hand.” – that would be my response too
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Most people would!!
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