By now he has made so many art works that they do not fit in his house.
And of course Art does not mind to completely fill up his house with art works, but recently even he faced reality; it was impossible to move between rooms in a normal way.
Actually, some rooms were so full that he needed to move art works before being able to enter.
And with the family growing he felt the need to store all and create some space.
It was nice, as everyone was surprised to rediscover all the space that had been hidden for so long.
And also Art discovered that his atelier was actually quite spacious; really inspiring.
And now Art sometimes sneaks out of the house, towards the storage...it feels like going to the royal chambers filled with treasures...he enjoys to see all his art works properly sorted and labelled.
This time he invites his son, hiding his pride, and showing him the treasures he has created.
His son is impressed with the way his father has cleaned up their house.
But when Art mentions the enormous value being stored, not even directly thinking of the financial value, his son frowns.
And he comes with a philosophical reflection:
"Sure, if you will be famous it will be worth a lot....
if not... we are stuck with a lot of chemical waste"
And Art opens his mouth, wanting to reply, explain his son he is wrong...
But then Art realises that actually his son might be right...
Silently they leave the storage, they go back to the house, and Art takes a bottle of beer, opens it, and without taking a glass drinks it all from the bottle...he falls into the couch and switches on the tv
All inspiration lost for the day, well, tomorrow there's another day...
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