Petri Dish Abstract

by L A Feldstein

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17.000 x 11.500 inches

Title

Petri Dish Abstract

Artist

L A Feldstein

Medium

Painting - Watercolor

Description

So many small things are blooming and growing in the petri dish. There is an amazing array of color! Not a petri dish? Maybe you see sand dollars, mushrooms, flowers, pansies? It's original title was Insomnia. It had been one of those sleepless nights when myriad thoughts tumbled around my brain. I woke up and painted this -- trying to capture the mishmash of troubled thoughts. Petri Dish is also available in a square format.

Haiku/
She asked 'what is real?'
Now no one knows, he replied.
The robots marched on

They lived among us
Stealing our reality
Till lives were a blur

A Story

They lived a happy life surrounded by friends, relatives, visitors. Sure there were the usual weddings, births, deaths; but Harold and Sylvia felt lucky. Occasionally there were disruptions, like too much rainfall or conversely, not enough – they shrugged and mused 'that's life.'

And then. 'Harold – what's that awful noise? Something's wrong. It's like a bizarre change in air pressure?'

'I don't know, Sylvia, I really don't know. It is certainly something very, very different. Oh, no, what is happening? Sylvia, hold my hand – don't let go!'

They were in darkness; their world was gone; their friends were gone. They were abandoned in a strange small world. They found themselves in a new world, a world they didn't recognize. 'Harold, have we been abducted by aliens? Do you see anyway to escape and return home?'

'I wish I did, Sylvia. But this new world has walls that can't be climbed and there's no way of knowing what's on the other side.'

They were moved again, picked up and placed on a flat surface while they could feel the pressure of something being placed on top of them. 'Harold, I'm scared.......Harold, Harold, Harold, Harold......'

'Professor Werthless,' Ethel stammered. 'Did you hear that? A female voice crying out for Harold?'

'Are you crazy Ethel? You are on the borderline of being thrown out of the microbiology major. You CANNOT anthropomorphize one-celled life forms, or any other life form. You CANNOT!!!'

'Oh, OK, Professor Werthless, we're done then; I guess I really made the wrong career choice!!' Ethel gets up from the lab stool, hangs up her lab coat and leaves. And, still, years later, Ethel is haunted by a female voice in distress: Harold, Harold, Harold, Harold......

© L. A. Feldstein 2023

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March 4th, 2022

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