Life isn’t about finding yourself.
Life is about creating yourself.
©George Bernard Shaw
Humming, ‘Windmills of Your Mind’ ,
Hans Vansbo stood back to view the geometric precision of his latest creation.
Round like a circle in a spiral. Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning wheel …
“Paragon,” he whispered to himself.
“Clearly Hans, this song from your broken relationship has influenced you more then it should.”
“I don’t have time to examine your implications”, retorted Hans.
“But will it sell?”, chimed his dealer. “You need a buyer”.
“It did sell.”
“The curator for the Sven Gallery called. It’s been purchased to be exhibited in their garden.”
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt: ©Jennifer Pendergast
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