"Portrait of Harmony" Acrylic on paper. Copyright 2012 Totsymae
Despite the bitter ending of her third marriage, she cared. Yet, so full up to her neck with anger over this last year with Richard, the fart that pushed out of her ass sounded like a slamming door.
Richard finished off his meal of oats and juice she’d prepared, grabbed the fly swatter and rushed his ass to the living room. So ready, he was, to take his bitching to the streets for spectators’ pleasure.
“Goddamn! You, shitter woman!”
Her deaf ear toward him and immune to her own rottenness, she turned with a smile. “Did you take your vitamins?”
© 2012 Totsymae
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Interesting post……
Love the art!
Patricia
Thanks.
And so I’m not late next year again, Happy Birthday already.
The painting is absolutely wonderful!
Thank you.
You are so good at telling stories in 100 words. I’m not sure I could limit myself. I especially love your painting. Absolutely stunning!
Don’t say that. Try it first. I only say that ’cause I said the same thing when I read other people 100-word stories. I kept thinking, ‘Why?’
Good exercise.
And thanks.
Cool ending to that one. She’s unflappable! The painting is divine with its harmonious colors reflecting the title.
She’s a tad touched, as we say in the south.
That painting…thanks. Trying to not think about the challenges I had with it. Again, thanks.
Very funny!
Haaa…I did laugh a bit after reading it too.
Thanks.
Love is blind!
Is that so? You should tell me more…:-)
True love…with flatulence. Doesn’t get much better than that
Yes, yes…the test of enduring love.
Ah, relationships. You know how to write about them in their nakedness.
I do try to dress them but they insist otherwise.
The kitchen table is where it really goes bad, not in bed. Fly swatters and farts and smart-alecky smirks tell of a bad ending, for sure.
You think it was the oatmeal?
Wifey’s bodily functions and a cantankerous ole fella = sigh.
I don’t know how it ended.
Tots,
~~~Your Art Work moves me into another place.
Stunning colours. Interesting. Xx
Thanks.
Shitter woman? That’s a good one, Totsy!
The family that farts together, loves together.
So I’m walking with some people and one of them lets one rip, then another and another and no one says shit. And I’m like, wtf? Next time, he does it again. Me, I’m talking extra loud in anticipation of the follow-up farts cause I’m embarrassed for him!
Just love that ptg.
Relief in fresh air, a little easier to take though. No?
Thank you. I can’t remember what came of this painting. Sold it maybe but I just don’t recall.
The painting is stunning, Totsymae.
Doesn’t time allow for a great droop in presention??!!
Ooops…”presentation” !
Thanks.
Droop?
Great on both counts Totsymae..words and paintings…
I love the tale and the painting too. But my back is still too bad to elaborate.
The “Porrait of Harmony” reverberates the essence of this vignette beautifully Totsymae – cheers catchul8r molly