<img src=”https://barbarapyett.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/cropped-arch-slab-no-1-detail-a-09-005.jpg?w=300″ alt=”cropped-arch-slab-no-1-detail-a-09-005.jpg” width=”300″ height=”197″ class=”alignright size-medium wp-image-651″ />One day, your favourite piece of art—a famous painting or sculpture, the graffiti next door comes to life.
What happens next?
(Thanks for inspiring the prompt Jen Baxter) Ben Huberman
Waking, I realized I was within the painting. Every step I took rang another musical note. Musical instruments of all sorts, piano, violins, flutes and oboes encompassed me in a Blue- green melody. Tiptoeing made the notes softer, but if I ran the music filled the room.
Soon others joined me, and together our steps became a harmonious orchestra. Jumping on the red brought a resounding blast of the cymbals. The painting relished the opportunity to fulfill a long lost dream of sharing its full potential.
Not only did the painting become 3D so we could climb it like a jumping castle, but it’s texture became soft and pliable. Flashing lights, sound and colour immersed us all in a delicious game. Rolling brought scales of delight from the timpani. The harp joined in when we lay exhausted having used up all our energy. This lulled me back to sleep where I found myself next morning curled up next to my beloved.