I went to luxuriate in Nicola Bealing's glowing, humourous paintings on Saturday. The combination of surreality and colour, and the impression of an imagination I would like to explore, won me over, and made it fun to write this 100 word story Her work is on show at Cadogan Contemporary until 26th November.
|People Plagued by Angels, courtesy of Nicola Bealing|
We thought it was rain coming. That sudden gust, a vibration in the air. Then someone shouted, “Seagulls!” and we turned, unhurried, from our newspapers and coffee cups.
You would think angels would be welcome messengers – peace, goodwill, a modern miracle. We were startled at the shouts, not from the ground, but above.
They harangued us, there is no other word. The messages were harsh. Lose weight, clear the debt, start recycling. Wings flapped and fists shook. We ran for cover in the hail of pep talk.
Things have improved. I sweep the driveway these days, checking for silvery feathers.