The Art of Flying
Two baby birds are perched high above on a long thin tree branch.
Picasso- “…just step off…and flap you wings really fast….like this!” (Picasso leaps from the branch and flies off in a little circle near his friend)
Rothko- “I…I just can’t!” (digging his clawed toes deeper into the branch)
Picasso- “I know you can fly. Just flap you wings, and you’ll see!”
Rothko- “Ok. I will try….but…how will I know when I am flying?”
Picasso- “Well, if you start falling…you are not flying.”
Rothko- (he takes a step) “Well that is easy for you to say!”
Picasso- “Just step off—flap your wings!” (he demonstrates a flapping motion)
Rothko- (looking toward the ground) “It is a long way down…”
Picasso- “Look—your a BIRD!”
Rothko- “I…I don’t know. Look at those guys…(he points to a couple of passing dogs below them) Are you sure I am supposed to fly? How do you know I am a bird?”
Picasso- “Well…” (walks around him slowly, looking him up and down) “You look like a bird!”
Rothko- “Well…ok then. Here I go.”
Rothko steps off the branch and begins flapping his wings wildly. He begins to fall. With a THUD he lands on a pile of leaves at the bottom of the tree. Picasso glides down gently beside him.
Picasso- “You ok!?”
Rothko- (gets up and dusts himself off) “Yeah. Who told you I could fly, anyway?”
Picasso- “Who told you, you couldn’t?”
Picasso sits down on the pile of leaves and puts his wing around Rothko.
Picasso- “We’ll try again tomorrow.”
When You Were Mine 
hmmm. you are pretty funny. is cute post
wow, this is interesting. what does it have to do with love? maybe i am missing something? definately a good image
Is this about love? I guess I do not get that part, but I love the little story!
mark rothko is my favorite artist! cool.
how cute! i like it!