“Your work has a certain neophyte appeal,” he had told her, “But it’s nothing special.”
He had wanted her to keep studying with him, but she knew better. He just wanted her money and her body. The old misogynist didn’t believe a woman could be a serious artist.
Well, she showed him. A few more steps and she would be in the gallery surrounded by her paintings and the fans who had come from all over the city to meet her.
This was written with words from Three Word Wednesday and photo prompt from Friday Fictioneers. Photo by Dale Rogerson.
8 comments:
Way to go to show him! Nice take on the prompt.
January 19, 2017 at 3:26 AMI wonder whether it the way boys are raised that gives them a misogynist character happy to bully all their lives. Having a brother and many male cousins to push me around I tended to opt for a different attitude and was very pleased to have friends that were girls to treat as equals...lucky me!
January 19, 2017 at 3:46 AMMaybe my curiosity but i wonder what happened before she went down that tunnel - if she emerged not just as an artist but as the one in control.. so very good to read your work again
January 19, 2017 at 4:22 AMBravo to her!
January 19, 2017 at 6:43 AMDear Ann,
January 19, 2017 at 6:57 AMWelcome to Friday Fictioneers.
And kudos to her for pursuing her dream regardless of what anyone said. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
What a nice victory! Good for her.
January 19, 2017 at 11:29 AMPS, great return to blog/writing. Dare I ask for more? You know I love your work.
January 19, 2017 at 11:30 AMgood for her
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