ENTER AT THE EXIT

ENTER AT THE EXIT

There is this street art guy called Banksy over in England and Norton was going to beat him at his own game. See, I'm just as fine, I can do him out. Norton had never even splashed up a mural though so how was anybody to know? Anyway, get this, Norton's art was just mutts and animals and he thinks he's fine? No Norton, not fine, it's what's called Regressed-you know, your mind's totaled and regressed. The dogs and animals in the paintings though, now they were fine, no stencils either. People looked at them, really studying them, no lie! When doing anamorphic style his animals were so real they seemed leap from their concrete confines. No, this is vandalism he was told -- put your paintings on corrrect materials and sell them. He looked to this advice with jaundiced eyes- like who's got money for that and who has a canvas as big as a city, he wanted to be known as "All City"

Off to "school" he thought. Everyday was a study in the school that happened at the city animal park. Him and the animals knew each other and they studied him while he recorded their every movement in his brain. This muscle or that moved that or this, eyes, and whiskers, ears, and tails let you know how the wind blows.

"How do you make this so realistic" the man said who was furiously taking photos of his latest crime scene, his "vandalism"! "Could I have a word with you young man?" "There are a few things I think you'll find interesting, if I could have a few minutes of your time."

The animals at the enclosure miss Norton's daily visits of late, no one ever paid them so much attention but he's been long gone to a big city art school and with his newly recognized talent, commissions were rolling in. He always managed to get back for visits now and then, to these, his muses though, the animals at the enclosure. "Listen guys" he told the animals on his last visit, "you and me are going places." "This money is going to be our ticket to better living, through chemicals, the chemicals called paints."

Norton is now the CEO of a startup company called Enter At The Exit and serves animals through art. Always at Norton' s side of late is Artie, his best friend, his erstwhile model from the street, of no particular lineage. Once thought to be speckled but after a regimen of baths has turned out snow white.

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