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
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
The Writer's Village 
You must be true to your calling and to your God-given talents. Nicely put, Randy.
janet
thank you.
yes, but not many of us are able to hear that small still voice.
Interesting take on the prompt. Well done.
Thank you, Sandra.
We strive to be interesting. 😉
Randy
Dear Randy,
Call me impressed. This was a great story with a strong MC possessed of an uncompromising vision and a clear voice. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
Dear Impressed,
What a great uncompromising and clear comment.
Thank you.
Randy
It’s great that he sees the world that way, but I think if he were my son I would worry a little bit!
Well written story.
Please don’t worry. I’m sure he’ll be fine.
He’s listening to that inner voice.
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.
Then you are very special person.
Randy
This was beautiful. Sometimes concerned parents don’t see the genious in the perceived ‘weird’
very few people are able to see the genius in the weird.
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 🙂
What shall we call you?
Chagall? or do you prefer some other name?
How about Bella–Chagall’s first wife, a writer 🙂
Ok BC
You hit many well known painters’ names with this piece. It had a lovely flow to it. Well done.
I like a good flow.
thank you.
Randy
A very interesting story this week, rather abstract if you ask me!
and expressionistic, too – wouldn’t you say?
Nicely put
Dear Randy,
So what you’re saying is that Chagall really saw the world that way? Seriously, I love his paintings and I love your story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
You mean to say that Chagall didn’t?
I just upchucked my breakfast. You’ve ruined my world view.
What did he see then? And was he just a bad painter that he couldn’t draw what he saw?
Randy
I’ve always seen the world through rose tinted glasses. I prefer the look of it that way.
Rose is good, so is fuchsia, magenta, and maybe a little a maroon.
😉 Randy
Somehow he will go far.. maybe there might be airborne goats too.
and tangerine trees and marmalade skies…
I really like the cadence of your piece. I think this kid has vision. Thanks for letting us see what he sees.
Thanks for looking and seeing what he sees.
Randy
This was well done – I appreciated his way of seeing things!
Thanks for peeping in.
Randy
I wonder if the young painter has eaten some of the mushrooms so that he can see the world that way?
Claire
You are too perceptive.
Care for a munch or a crunch?
Call me Warhol…
Interesting take.
thank you.
Great, Randy, one of your best. Conveyed a realistic sense of the blossoming artist in spite of the doubts of others. I bet he’ll be another Jackson ‘Pollock!
thanks, Perry.
He’ll certainly be assertive in whatever he does or observes.
Randy
Nice conversation between ma and son. Hope he stays true to himself.
Lily
Me, too.
As it is written… To thine own self be true (Shakespeare)