It was dark in the museum. But it was midnight after all. It was a good time for Andy to get his painting back. It was a painting of ancient artifacts from the Middle East. An early and simplistic version of the Cross, the Dead Sea Scrolls and a sword leftover from the Crusades. Hardly a person to simply paint realistically, Andy was careful to add levels of meaning through drops of blood, dark forms reminiscent of death. On one level, he wanted to show the depravity of thoughtless violence. On another level, he wanted to display the meaninglessness of religious tradition.
The Artistry of Humanity Museum took his piece under orders from the Ministry of Art, in order to preserve and display works of art that display the greatness of humanity. All they had to do was walk into his studio, tell Andy who sent them, and walk right out with the painting in hand. Saying no of course would lead to arrest, so Andy calmly let them do so. It made absolutely no sense though. Did the museum curators fail to pick up on the meaning of the painting, which clearly and profoundly showed off the worst of humanity? Why not take one of his countless paintings that abstractly portray the greatest achievements of an individual in the toughest times? At best anything the Ministry says is arbitrary, but the curators always listen.
Fortunately for Andy, none knew of his past as a burglar. A past he regretted. But never fails to take advantage of what he learned from the experience. It would be a simple operation for Andy, who broke into the Queen of England’s castle at least twice. They museum would soon learn that making an artist angry is never a good idea.
January 1, 2010
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