ART FRAMES
As it hears the museum doors lock for the day, the elaborate hand carved wooden frame starts laughing wildly at the childish Miró composition inside it, a nightly ritual of humiliation.
The minimalistic black frame, chosen for its neutrality, bends and twists to expel its baroque contents.
The antique gilded frame conspires to outshine the Klimt painting and its wealth of gold leaf.
Wherever they are, whoever they belong to, frames cannot help competing with what they frame.
Pure vengeance. I can understand this feeling, it's human.
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