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The X

November 6, 2023
By SrinidhiAdidela BRONZE, Cupertino, California
SrinidhiAdidela BRONZE, Cupertino, California
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He looked at the painting a white canvas with a big black letter X painted on it. It was very sloppy, you could still see the brush strokes. “What is doing here with all the other expensive good paintings” he thought. He stared at it. Long. Really Long. Maybe long enough people thought he was frozen in place. 

Right then a group of people came by looking at the painting next to him. 

“What do you think it symbolizes,” a girl with bright pink hair says to the group.

 An older guy in the group responded saying “Depression and how it’s slowly swallowing up our lives”

“I think the devil, we need separate ourselves from it,”

He couldn’t help but sort of laugh. Are we even looking at the same thing? How'd he to get depression and satanism from a sloppy black X on a canvas?

The auction began and everyone sat down, afterwards at the end of the auction they pulled out the black painting. Everyone was astounded. What was wrong with these people? he thought.

“15,000,” some yelled.

“20000” another yelled.

“500000” Another said.

What is going on? Are these people nut jobs?he thought to himself. 

“1 million” a person upfront projected.

“Going one, going twice, sold. The X by Regard Beamish has been sold for a million dollars” the auctioneer projected loudly.

Everyone clapped and was getting up to view the gallery again before they left. 

He went back to the Painting of the X and stared at it some more.

“Wondering why it was sold, huh” a man in a black turtleneck behind him said.

“Yeah, how’d you know?” He said.

“I was wondering the same thing?” The man said.

“I wanna know who painted it, what they were thinking?”  He said.

“Hello, Hi there. I painted it, and I was truly not thinking” the man said.

He stood there surprised before the artist began talking again.

“I couldn’t think of anything to paint and with so much pressure I couldn’t think of something people would buy, so I procrastinated doing it” the man said.

“Then how’s it in a high value auction?” he asked.

“Because I’m Regard Beamish, everyone just believes you know what you're doing when you're famous and old, they think you are the mastermind of a painter,” the man replied.

“So you scammed people,” he responded.

“No I didn’t, it's them who think far too highly of certain people, look around there are so many better paintings but they didn’t sell for the price of mine. And that’s on the people who can’t tell who real, authentic artists really are.” The man retorted.

“When did you do the painting?” He asked.

“4 minutes before the gallery started in my car” the man replied, the corners of his mouth turning up.

“Look at it now, your car drawing turned into a million dollar piece” he said.

“Exactly my point, some people don’t always get what they deserve when they need it. These other artists worked hard, harder than me but didn’t receive a better reward” the man explained.


The author's comments:

In this story I tried to write using satire. Satire is poking fun at a serious thing. In the story a young boy has worked really hard to reach a level of success. He is invited to an auction and finds himself in disbelief of one of the paintings drawn by a very famous artist who has been around for a long time with great success.


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