The Calling: Friday Fictioneers

Everyone has an inner calling, if we just pay attention. This young man not only had an inner calling, he tried on various names in relation to that calling…

Each week Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic to write a 100 word story about.

This week it’s about a young man who sees the world as an art form.

© Erin Leary

© Erin Leary

The Calling

David, you’re always looking down.
Call me Jackson, ma. And yes, I’m looking down. But I look up, too.
I will not call you Jackson. Keep your eyes on the horizon, son. Know where you’re going.
Call me Vincent, then. I look ahead and I see the future.
I will not. What do you see?
I see lines and whorls and orbs.
Son, get that stuff out of your mind.
I can’t. It’s beautiful, ma.
What is?
The colors, and the way everything flows and moves.
What am I going to do with you, David?
Call me Chagall. Don’t do anything. Just let me paint.

Randy Mazie


39 thoughts on “The Calling: Friday Fictioneers

  1. I love how he says “call me ____”, as though he is a different person from what his mum perceives, a different person because of how he sees the world. Wonderful writing, I was a little like that as a child.

  2. Very creative interpretation of the prompt. I happen to be looking at a detail from “The Circus Rider” by Chagall right now…because it’s printed on my mousepad 🙂

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