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Posed For Pleasure

Chapter 1

“Here we have fantasy, ladies and gentlemen,” Armand Fortuna says, writing the word on the green chalkboard, meticulously washed the night before in honor of his visit and lecture here at the university, “and here, we have reality.”

And the word REALITY appears beside FANTASY, distanced from it about a foot.

Armand pauses his lecture, just begun, to put a frame around each of the words.

“We merge the two supposed opposites into a third entity, which we call art.”

ART appears in a box above the two, arrows pointing to it from the two boxes below it.

“So then, art is the synthesis of fantasy and reality to produce an effect.

“But!”

Significant pause, chalk poised in the air, suspending time and focussing attention, piercing gaze from bearded, moustached visage seeming to transfix the students, individually and collectively, before he continues, “There is a contradiction, a fallacy at work here in this supposed reconciliation of opposites.

“Because-”