Gemotions

The rhythmic pounding of the hammer against the metal was his form of meditation. Each strike, each carefully placed weld, brought him closer to completion. Mark gazed at his work, a sculpture taking shape. He knew this piece would stand the test of time.

A gallery owner called. A mix-up. Another artist was commissioned to make the same sculpture. His heart, at first, jumped. He would navigate the situation.

He met the other artist. She was an elderly woman, her hands gnarled but steady. He could see she was disheartened. They spent hours discussing their creations, their inspirations, their visions. In the end, they found common ground and decided to work together, exhibiting their pieces side by side.