The Triangle
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A man who had never succeeded at anything suddenly finds himself at the center of attraction of the entire city when he paints an inverted triangle on the floor of the museum. It was supposed to be one of his many failed hobbies but it caught the attention of people and soon, everyone came to see it; the art of the millennial.
This plunges the artist into a world of power, attention and love; all depending on a controversial painting that might be the greatest fraud known in the art world or the greatest product of lucky inspiration.
When another man in search of fame just like the artist steps into the triangle, things change and soon, the two men find themselves in a battle to prove they are deserving of all the fame. They cannot fight one another. They cannot kill one another. But only one man can have it all.
In their rivalry, would either man find contentment, learn a core life lesson or would they simply destroy one another?
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The Triangle - Giuseppe Cristiano
GIUSEPPE CRISTIANO
THE TRIANGLE
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CHAPTER ONE
There was light and a static noise in his ears. He thought it was probably the microphones and other equipment that had been moved into the museum to allow the interview.
We are live now,
the white haired interviewer said. He had on a small suit that everyone knew could only have been worn unbuttoned.
We are here at the now famous 24/7 museum with the man that made it happen,
the interviewer said before turning to the artist. The artist smiled. He had not planned to say much more than his answer to a specific question: what does your work represent. Given his mediocre ability to cram large volumes, he decided to smile through the other questions.
Alright,
the interviewer said, seeing that his guest wasn’t going to say much more. Let’s read what people have been saying about your artwork-
he held up his tablet and stared at it. The artist thought he would have said the first statement he had come across but the interviewer scrolled, and scrolled, and scrolled until he hit one that he preferred. His find was obvious to everyone by the smile on his face.
What was the first statement? What were the other statements? The artist wondered but only smiled. There was much more at stake than his nagging curiosity.
Someone important hails your work as an innovative piece-
he looked at his tablet again, reading through the rest of the opinions inaudibly before turning back to the artist -well, that’s it,
he said. He put his tablet face down onto his laps before tilting his head interestingly to the left before speaking.
A lot of people have a lot of opinions about your artwork; all positive opinions by the way. Everyone has their thoughts on its message. What is your message?
The interviewer asked the question that the artist had practiced for day and night for the past three days.
The artist stared at the interviewer, adjusted his posture to get the right genius tone to his next words. He took a deep but subtle breath, smiled and then opened his mouth to answer.
Shit,
he cursed under his breath. He had forgotten.
***
Two hours earlier,
Tim Owen a renowned sculptor once said: The toilet stall is the best place in the world. Everyone praised him and used his quotes until they were no longer his. There were those who loved it because it sounded funny and there were others like the man known as ‘the artist’ appreciated it.
It had greatly influenced his career path and well, the rest of his life. And it was also in the speech he would tell the press, after putting the fake speech sheet back in his pocket and pretending to tell from the top of his head.
He sat on the toilet seat with his trousers pulled down because he just felt better that way. His phone was in his hands with a photo of his art. The Art Gallery News called him Mozart. Nothing short of a clear and honest expression of a man’s soul; a renowned photographer called it upon the first reveal of the painting.
The artist could not say that he understood half of what was being said about his artwork or that he agreed with any of the opinions of the so call protégés who thought they saw what he had truly conceived. That day was the chance he had, to become a message, a symbol of wisdom to the world. He was an artist and that meant he saw the world in a different way. It always made him believe he was a part of the universe’s grander scheme- top floor kind of schemes.
No, you are really not that important,
he said to himself. His words were not a product of a low self esteem. The artist was quite the proud one but they always failed him when it came to women. He always fidgeted.
What were you thinking when you painted this?
He went down the inspiration lane. He had much thought about the abstract natures of the world like he often had much time to do every day since he only had one job, albeit a less paying one. A huge question had popped up in his mind and it had haunted him for days.
Hmmm,
he hummed and hummed as he tried to remember what it was but he could not remember. The artist always thought many things to pass the time, so he was not troubled long about the fact that he didn’t have a perfect speech and that a perfect speech might never have been more important in this life than it was that Tuesday morning.
I’ll tell them I forgot. That would be cool,
he told himself and got up onto his feet. He smiled, satisfied by the result of his toilet time. It was clear to all except him that only he believed that.
The artist flushed the toilet to cover his tracks from those who were in the toilet as well. He came out and washed his hands before heading out to the Museum Curator’s office. The corridor to the Curator’s office was a long distance from almost every point in the museum, but every day, he made the walk.
Two knocks,
he reminded himself as he tapped his knuckles to the plank thickness of the door. On a second thought, he decided to knock a third time, deciding to test his new status quo at the museum.
Seriously?
She yelled from behind the door. There was a pause, a forced calm before the storm that was sure to come.
Please, come in,
her slithering voice slipped through the spaces along the edges of the door.
The artist took a deep breath, adjusted the knot of his tie, cleared his throat with a subtle cough, held onto the doorknob firmly and pushed it open.
Hi!
The curator suddenly brightened up the second