The shadow stripes turned red against the picture frame, echoing the colour of the flowers in the foreground.
Stray rays spilled beneath the shelf,
continuing the light play above
and repeating the stripes on the clay pot.
The clay sculpture in the corner looked on,
laughing in delight, albeit rather hollowly.
The red flowers demanded a dramatic moment in the spotlight
and then burst into their solo act of art imitating art,
doing their best to look like a painting.
Not to be outdone, the clay flowers (photo on left) transmogrified into a painting of themselves (right)
(with a little editing help from me in Photoshop, that is).
Wherever you may be this weekend, I hope it is in a place filled with de--light.
Linking up with Bonnie's Photo Art Friday whose theme this week is "light."