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Fiction

Short story: The Cat Sitter [Laurie Fendrich]

Hold on, hold on, Harry said to himself as he scrolled back up the web site.  

Academic couple in Westchester looking for reliable cat sitter for our cat. Must be willing to stay in our home, set on two private acres, mostly weekends but at times longer. Employment begins end of June and continues through fall. $100/day. References required. If interested DM me. Alice Wikam.

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Bernard Goes to Chicago [Laurie Fendrich]

Spring had arrived in Chicago, but wouldn’t you know it, just as people were putting away their winter clothes a snowstorm hit. It pushed in hard from the plains, its wind snapping off tree limbs and flattening daffodils. The snow was supposed to go all day, so Bernard reluctantly left his car behind and took the Ashland bus to his gallery on Chicago Avenue where Molly Upton, his most important artist, was to meet him for a walkthrough of her show before the opening at five o’clock.

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Lesser Meats [Joy Garnett]

The principal of our junior high school was a felon. His name was Mr. Phillips. He was a short man – as short as we were – with a large head of thick hair and dark-rimmed glasses. We called him “Froggy” behind his back. The cops arrested him in a motel parking lot holding up a prostitute at gunpoint. The story made the front page of all the local papers. They said the gun wasn’t loaded, but he was. People talked about it for weeks, maybe longer. Everyone was astonished that Mr. Phillips had signed his real name in the motel register. For this they called him an idiot.

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Fiction: The Real, the Fake, and the Ugly [Laurie Fendrich]

Contributed by Laurie Fendrich / What a mess. And today was doomsday. Eliza Netsua couldn�t get back to sleep, so she dragged herself out of bed at five a.m. Her loft, long ago a sewing sweatshop renovated only insofar as the splintery floors had been sanded and the walls slapped with multiple coats of white paint, was already hot and stuffy. A full-on August heat wave in New York. The gallery was closed for the month and, moreover, it was Monday, a day even she, the assistant director, wouldn�t ordinarily be working….

Gallery shows Ideas & Influences

Fiction (and curatorial statement): THEY’RE MADE OUT OF MEAT

The following short story, “They’re Made Out of Meat,” was written by sci-fi writer Terry Bisson and published in Omni Magazine in 1990. An archly bizarre tale in which two higher-order extraterrestrials marvel at the fact that humans are composed of flesh and blood, it is the inspiration for an exhibition curated by Jennifer Coates at Platform Project […]

Summer Reading

Fiction: The Western Tailor [Shubha Sunder]

Contributed by Shubha Sunder / At seven o�clock Ramesh turns off the sewing machine, slings his leather bag over his shoulder, and says his customary good-bye to his boss, Parul. Usually he walks straight home after work, but tonight he crosses the street and hides behind an old tamarind tree. From […]

Summer Reading

Fiction: Brooklyn Bento Box [Ara Tucker]

This week Ara Tucker, a graduate of Princeton University�s Art History and Visual Arts program and an alumna of the Bread Loaf Writers� Conference contributes �Brooklyn Bento Box,� a story about an artist preparing for an upcoming collaborative exhibition with her precocious adopted daughter Vabeh, a “a plucky bi-racial orphan� whose work is already being collected by the […]

Summer Reading

Fiction: The Square Drawing [Laurie Fendrich]

Today marks the beginning of the Two Coats of Paint fiction column, a special summer section featuring short stories about artists, collectors, galleries, and other matters centered in the art world. Laurie Fendrich has contributed the first story, which is about a drawing that goes missing. NOTE: If you would like to  submit a short […]

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Fiction: Light [Rand Richards Cooper]

FOR THIS EDITION of the summer fiction column, my old friend�Rand Richards Cooper has contributed �Light,� a poignant story �published in Big as Life, his�1996 collection of short fiction.�In �Light��Cooper�imagines reconnecting with our old high school art teacher. –SB

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Fiction: Consummate Saturday [Paul D’Agostino]

“Consummate Saturday” A short story by Paul Da’Agostino Mina�s fourth and final bout of existence-racking pre-febrile dry heaves terminated at 4:37 on Saturday morning amid the mildew stains, strewn magazines and pubic squalor that adorned Davis�s loathsomely uncivil shared bathroom in a three-bedroom flat. Her supposedly latent and as-yet-undefined illness […]