FLASHES of 8 February

The mission is: write a story from these Walker Evans photographs in three sentences.

#1



















Over, just a little dear. Mouth open now, big smile--oops ... BAD BOY!
--nm © 2006

Heloise is always making me do these things and she says it's art or something but I dunno, and what is it with the plastic palm tree, the stuffed pelicans and that crocodile--or is it an alligator? Whatever, I'm sick of wearing this goofy hat and I wish she'd just take the damn picture, but she always has to have it all set up so perfectly ... fussy, fussy, fussy. If I didn't love her so much, I would consider picking up that crocodile and bludgeoning her to death.
--mk © 2006

Regina thought the croc prop was way over the top, but her mother got a kick out of it. And Linda was perhaps the most difficult to please of all mothers. That's why she ended up burning the negatives--Linda would have killed her when she saw Regina had given her three chins.
--kk © 2006

#2



















OK, OK--I'll wear the damn g-string! But ix-nay on the four inch stilettos. I mean, Jesus Christ, my feet are size twelve!
--nm © 2006

It was her first job and she didn't know what she was getting into. She knew the part about taking her clothes off, so that was OK, but where was she supposed to stash the tips? She said to the boss, "What, no garters?"
--mk © 2006

Sam hates himself for loving Ginger. The woman is poison in a candy shell. Luckily, he has cast iron guts.
--kk © 2006

Anybody else?