Exhibit of Crushed Expectation

The Unveiling

Today is the unveiling of the new piece by D. Cash.  The much-anticipated creation by renowned artist of the year.   “What do you think it is?”, asked the woman in the shorts.  The crowd turned to each other and started throwing out guesses.  The man standing next to her, wearing a jacket and dark pants says, “I think it is one of her famous oil paintings.”  The crowd glares at him with a puzzled look on their faces.  The woman in the dress, jumps in, “who does oil paintings anymore.  I bet it is a nude. I hope it’s a nude! At my age it’s all the action I’m gonna get.” 

A nude! exclaimed the crowd.  Refusing to buy into that idea, they all shake their heads in disagreement. At that moment, a squeaky sound is heard from downstairs. Something, wooden and bulky being wheeled in and needing to be greased. Everyone turns their attention to that cringy sound. Curiosity is getting the best of them; they walk to the railing and look down.   

The crowd gasps with mouths open. Much to their surprise, it was not a canvas at all. Rather, a live model painted in metallic gold and silver. The box the model was sitting in was open on the top. A spectacular sight for the senior crowd. The two men on the end, turn away with disappointment on their faces.  “You mean to tell me that I skipped Bingo for this! I’m outta here”, says the man on the end as he storms off.  

Exhibition Revealed

Smiling and eyes wide with excitement, the lady in the dress makes her way downstairs.  She wants to be front and center when the live model steps out of the box.  The event organizer gathers everyone around to announce D. Cash and her art exhibit. After a brief introduction, the box opens, and the live model is revealed.   

After a brief moment, the lady in the dress quickly starts to frown.  “Well, is that it. You are not going to entertain us with a song and dance? What kind of showing is this?”, she shouts. I guess I better get back home. I can see more action sitting on my porch with my binoculars and a glass of lemonade.  

Exhibit of Crushed Expectation is written for the prompt by Sadje for WDYS. The lady in the dress thought she was going to see some “action” but was disappointed. She retreated to her home to do some sight-seeing of her own. 😁

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