Becoming A New Kind of Artist

Michael mixed the colors on the palette, though he almost went too dark because he was thinking about how the saying “do what you love and you’ll never work another day in your life” was utter bullshit.

He had loved being an artist since childhood, but the idea of barely covering his bills each month, never getting the opportunity to travel, and having little time or energy left to create the pieces he was truly passionate about saddened him.

After entering a couple Toughman competitions and winning, he saw his fists as keys to unlock the freedom he desperately desired. 

Word Count: 100 

Photo credit to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Prompted from Friday Fictioneers at: https://rochellewisoff.com/2020/07/22/with-dream-awakened-eyes/.

Prompted from MMA Storytime’s 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge at: https://mmastorytime.com/2020/07/19/100-word-flash-fiction-challenge-28/.

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