Fictional layout experiment — no real events, people, businesses, products, or contact routes
Opening Night at the Roadside Gallery
The ribbon was cut at 7:00. At 7:03, every painting moved one wall to the left. The guests assumed this was part of the show and applauded.
The curator, who does not exist, issued a statement from behind the vending machine. It consisted of a cough and the word “intentional.”
By closing time, the smallest painting had taken over the office.
Comments
2 responses to “Opening Night at the Roadside Gallery”
The office had better light.
I bought the empty spot where a painting used to be. Please do not fill it.