The Artist - Man's  Best Friend

part 5

This was one of his favorite pieces.

Not only as a concept but that the audience was going to interract and therefore become a part of the Art itself.

HOW they interracted with the piece would have an direct effect how the end result play out.

The rome itself was sort of an Labyrinth, with an assortment of different challenges before they would reach the Grand Finale.

This would actully be the second to last piece in his vernissage.

There was a soft whining next to his leg.

-Shhhhh little one. He gently stroked the little thing.

It was shivering slightly.

-Shhhhh, It won't be that long. If everything goes smothly you will be home with your family before you know it.

He sat for a while stroking the small thing.

Talking to it.

Assuring it that all would be fine.

But he knew.

When faced with a danger for their own safety, people showed their inner ugliness.

All it wanted is affection.

All they want is to be entertained.

They went into the Labyrinth, passing a arrangemet of mirrors on the way.

He wanted the audience to have to face themselves with every decision they had to make.

And then they had arrived in the middle of the Labyringh, he opened a small door letting it into the cage.

Here it would have all it needed up to the Big Event.

-You will be safe here, he said. And I will visit you as much as I can.

It wimpered some more.

-Shhhh litte one.

He was calling this......Man's Best Friend

But he wondered.

Was man going to fail his friend?

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