These two pieces were written in response to the Six Sentence Challenge, with the prompt word of ‘canvas’.
Canvassing answers to canvas questions
- Are all arguments about canvas in tents or are some just coarse and loosely woven?
- Does shopping at a Russian canvas store increase the likelihood of Red sails in the sunset?
- When your dog is a boxer, should you get him a canvas doggy bed or would that be bad for his self-esteem?
- Is that self-portrait on canvas genuine art or did the painter just knock himself out while shadow boxing?
- Does ‘circus tent’ have a certain ring to it or do you think all that romance is rigged?
- Is camping under canvas now history, with all those guy tropes banned as people flap on about pole-itical correctness?
Blank canvas
After his gripping opening line about T E Lawrence’s alleged unnatural interest in camels, several hours later Wright A. Tome (doyen of the groaning airport book carousel) was still cussing the blinking cursor in a stentorian roar that could be heard in the next county.
His writer’s block had taken on the proportions of the Three Gorges Dam and he imagined that behind it lay a freshwater ocean of effortless plot development, illuminated by brilliant prose and a cast of characters that would have Hollywood producers killing each other to secure the rights.
Perhaps, he thought, if I reverted to my pre-laptop days and started again on paper this would trigger the literary floods of yore and I will soon be white-water rafting to another masterpiece.
A waste paper basket that filled and then began to resemble the abominable snowman soon put paid to that theory, so he wandered the room talking into a voice recorder, only to find the replays were as intelligible to him as haiku (Scottish highlands odes to cows).
Desperate, he fossicked out his old Royal Quiet de Luxe typewriter and, armed with a case of scotch and a carton of cigarettes, he tried to emulate Hemingway, only to wake with a splitting headache and QWERTY stamped on his face where he’d face-planted and slept like a petrified tree.
Deciding literature was a lost cause, he took up painting and became the new darling of the art world, especially after the Tate Modern paid $2 million to acquire his ironic modernist no-oil-on-canvas masterpiece, ‘Polar bear in snowstorm’.
Several groans, Doug, but the laughs edge it this week!
#6 is my favourite.
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Thanks, CE. A true punster accepts groans as Medals of Honour. 🙂
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Haha! Who knew that one could cure writer’s block by taking up painting?
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Thanks, Janis. Well, it’s all creativity isn’t it. 🙂
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First 6, straight up….our classic, clever and comedic correspondent, Doug, strikes again! Like this list and per usual, brings a smile to my face. And I needed one today, lol
2nd Six just as entertaining, Doug 🙂 I totally identify with sentence 3!! We are nothing, if not inventive in diverting our attention sufficiently to allow our creative self to take a seat at the table.
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Many thanks, Denise. Glad I lightened your day.
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BRILLIANT–BRAVO! So visual…totally enjoyed it.
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Many thanks, Zelda.
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You’re most welcome always 🙂
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I like that “no-oil-on-canvas masterpiece”. It makes me think I might be able to carve a statue of the invisible man. I also liked the writers block having “the proportions of the Three Gorges Dam”.
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Thanks, Frank. Get out that chisel. 🙂
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1/ Lol. Circus ring- always with the wordplay Doug. 2/ Next canvas could be ‘Ultra Close-up Of Wedding Dress/’
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Thanks, Obb. Damn, why didn’t I think of the wedding dress idea. 🙂
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What a fun read! A double SSS at that! Hilarious – QWERTY stamped on his face where he’d face-planted and slept like a petrified tree
Thanks for all the words new to my vocabulary.😀
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Glad you enjoyed my pieces, Pat.
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i agree six is the best.. good job.
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Thanks, UP.
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Hard to pick out a favorite line. They’ve all been picked over.
I didn’t know anyone could be clever and funny at the same time. 😉
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Thank you, ladysighs. You are most kind.
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Fave line (not counting the punny phrases and ambiguous intimations
“…just knock himself out while shadow boxing?”
(Takes a little effort, but most excellent visual)
Fun Six, yo
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Thanks, clark. Yes, I liked that line too. 🙂
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Double the fun this week!
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Thanks, Mimi.
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#4 gave me quite the giggle 🙂 Great duplex of six, Doug!
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Many thanks, em. Seems that line has been very popular. 🙂
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🙂 Loved it! You’re welcome!
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Do you see my head shaking at the incorrigible Doug? There were so many directions this prompt word could lead, and you went down every trail. I especially liked the second Six, all the way to its dazzling conclusion.
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Thanks, D. I’m thinking more indefatigable than incorrigible. 😉 The prompt word originally provoked despair and I seriously thought about taking up ironic modernist painting, inspired by this earlier piece of mine. https://sixcrookedhighwaysblog.wordpress.com/2021/08/05/the-naif-fisherman/
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I just inked QWERTY on my forehead (very difficult to do by the way) as I stared at my keyboard. I have been trying to determine if it would really be YTREWQ but mirrors are not helping.
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What you do with smoke and mirrors in the privacy of your own home amongst consenting adults is only your concern. Geoff. 🙂
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The tears are rolling down my face, Doug. Doubly splendid Six this week. Thanks for the fun and the writer’s block references! 🤣😂🤣
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Tears of joy and mirth, I hope. 🙂
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What do you think, Doug? LOL
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Excellent work Doug 😂🤣😁I own several ‘Polar bear in snowstorm’ variants. Is now the right time to start selling?
6 for the win!
“Number 6 was good, camp humour, with excellent a-tent-shun to detail to grab one by the ging gang goolies and break open another can of baked beans!” – so say world record breaking camping couple Harold and Pauline Tentpeg of Camp David, Billy Canada.
“Hark, Pauline, is that the sound of the wind rustling our flysheet?”
“No, Harold, it was me farting.”
“Ta, Pauline.”
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Thanks, TAM. I just love it when people take my posts and run with them to the next level of absurdity. As for your artwork, I suspect you may be f-arting in the wind. 🙂
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Cheers Doug! Was fun to riff on your absurd tales 😁
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Your second-to-last paragraph had me laughing, as I pictured the author, blinking a nd cotton-mouthed, with QWERTY his label. 😀
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Glad you enjoyed it, Liz.
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It have a limited edition print of Polar Bear in a Snowstorm, it looks very effective on my white wall.
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🙂
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