Little did they know when the photographer took their picture that they would find themselves trapped in a painting.
“The Boardwalk Boys” finished playing “Jackson Stomp” after the photographer left. That’s when they noticed this curious square floating in the air. No one else in 1887 New Orleans noticed it, but they did, and in it they could see people staring back at them.
For 127 years They and their version of New Orleans never aged, but the people in the hovering square did. Gallery owners grew old and died. New ones took their place. They listened to Elvis playing on the gallery radio, and later Madonna. They watched with amazement as cell phones became common.
Eating his gumbo, Slimfoot Willy listened to the magic square play Gangsta Rap in the gallery. He said, “You ever want to play that stuff, Porkchop?”
Porkchop DeVeaux finished his plate of crawfish. He picked up his trumpet and prepared it for their next number. “Nope,” he said. “For me, it’s Dixieland forever!”
Here’s a New Orleans band called “Tuba Skinny” playing “Jackson Stomp.”
Each Monday, it’s time to finish the story. We start with an opening sentence and a photo from the talented Barbara Beacham, and run with it from there. Come and join in! This week’s opening line is: “Little did they know when the photographer took their picture that they would find themselves trapped in a painting.” Look here for more stories based upon the week’s prompts: https://mondaysfinishthestory.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/mondays-finish-the-story-february-16th-2015/