January 11, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about wet ink. It can be artistic, writerly or something completely off-the-wall. Go where the prompt leads.
It was unique, a masterpiece and accolade to her artistry, the scrolls and attention to detail second to none.
When asked, she said the secret was in the ink.
In order to get the definition and blooming effect, the red ink had to be wet so that the coloured segments ran into each other.
Silk of course was the best fabric, though with sufficient care on cottons the effects could be produced almost as well.
No two garments would be identical, and she could name her price.
As she settled down to work, she pricked her finger and began.
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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Ohhhh, I love the last line. Bloody ink! Excellent. ❤
Thanks!
The secret was in the ink…..great line Di, loved this approach to the prompt.
Thank you Michael. I loved the prompt image, it’s so beautiful.
Such a beautiful homage to the artist. The way you follow up that she could name her price with the fact she draws her own blood drives home the impossibility of ever giving art a true price. Well done!
Thank you for such a lovely comment.
Wonderful and that last line – wonderful surprise.
Thanks Irene.
Didn’t see that coming. Wow. Let it bleed.
Thanks!
WOW! What an amazing, magical story. Absolutely loved it.
Wow. The secret was in the ink. I love this.
Thank you!
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Pricked her finger. What a way to paint on silk. Sounds like art to die for.
Hi Norah. Maybe one could say a dying art then? Thanks for commenting. Lovely to hear from you.
Hehehe. 🙂
An interesting flash and I liked the twist at the end. It was not only fun, but it kept the story alive in my head for a few seconds because I started imaging what an artist who works in blood might look like.
Nice story. The wet ink of creation.
Thank you.