Underground Art Colony
By Franklin Stevens
copyright © 2017
The Underground art colony
Chapter 1 The Law against art
There is a law against all types of art in this world. At one time there were all kinds of art. But now the art is not allowed of any kind. The art police burn down the theaters, music halls, and art museum. They also burn the great pieces of artworks. Then they went after the artist of the world and killed them. Then they ban children from drawing, writing stories in school and at home. At least they try to.
The law says: anyone caught doing any art no matter of age will be imprisoned for no less than 50 years. Anybody caught buying or selling art will be put to death. Anybody have owning art or looking at art will be imprisoned for no less than 25 years. So we artist had to go underground.
We artists did our art in the sewers and caves where we could be hidden. A few of our artist risk their lives. They will go out and draw or paint on sidewalks and buildings and hang posters up put on a play or read stories to people until the art police will try to grab them. They try to excite the people to fight against the unjudge law against the art. Many of them got caught, and even under torturer's hands, they will not reveal where the art colonies are hidden. They are heroes to us. But to the government they are criminals. The government says arts do crimes against nature, the state and the people of the world. We do have our supporters who will hide us and our works of art too.
Many of our support were tortured and imprisoned or even killed for helping an artist out. Many artist homes have hidden holes in their basements the leads to a tunnel network with rooms the artist will hide and do than work. Some of them even lead to the whole colony of artists. Like a colony of ants. Where we can show our arts to other artist and supporters of the art in safety. Many of the underground rooms will have works of art saved from the fire by art lovers. Like the very old arts, the museum would have, and many art dealers hid their moist important pieces in those rooms too.
Chapter 2 The Hidden Door In My Basement
When I was 12 years old, my mother told me the true how my father died. I told her I know he died, but my mother told she lied about him getting into a car accident. She said," he died because he was an artist and he was shot in an art protesting against the art laws I lied to you to protect you from the art police and other people who will hurt you. Just because our wonderful father was an artist, and so am i. I know you are an artist too you. You cannot help it you alway drew on anything you could as a young child.I had to hide all of your drawing in a place that I can show you now. You must never tell about it because the art police ever found out they will kill you. I told my mother I swear I will never tell a soul. The when my mother went to what look like an old drain pipe with a plug. She then unscrewed the plug and pulled out a small gold chain at the end of the chain there was an old fashion key. She then said,"a new world will be open to you Kenny with this key." Then she moves an old worktable and reveals a trap door, and she opens the door, and there are stairs leading to an old wooden door that paint was peeling off.
When she open that door I saw paintings and drawing hanging on the walls. One painting caught my eye and asked my mother'" is this you holding me as a baby? She looked and said with a tear in her eyes and said,"yes honey I am breastfeeding you in the nude, and this is the last painting your father did before bing killed." Then she walks to a corner of the room and open another door and said this is my writing room go ahead go in. I looked around, and there were shelves of books many of the story my mother told me. She said,"yes Kenny many of the stories I told you when you were little came from those books. I rememorize the stories for you. Then she moves one book, and a hidden door opens up. There was a tunnel with lights, and my mother told me to follow her.
Chapter 3 The New World
My mother and I walked through the tunnel to another door. Then she knocks on the door an old man said," password, please. She replies,"Mona Lisa Smile." I asked my mother," who is Mona Lisa is"? She replies it is a famous painting by one of the very old master painter you will see it later today. Then I heard locks and chains on the other side of the door and the door open. As I looked inside and seen the painting and drawing hanging on all the wall. Then I have seen people painting and drawing all kinds of art. Then I heard something I never heard and asked what that sound it sounds so beautiful. My mother just smiles and said well Kenny that's music. People use to go to concerts and dances before the law stopped it.
Only here and other hidden art colonies you can hear it. One time radio plays music too. Now it all talk shows on the radio. Then' my mother did something strange she grabbed me and told me I am going to show how to dance son just move your body with the music. I started to sway with the music, and I said,"that it son just relax and enjoy it." I never felt so wonderful in my life. Then a girl my age came over she started to dance with me. My mother nodded ok go and dance with her. She shows me new types of dancing. Her name was Mary.
Then my mother said,"I want you to meet a very important person here. He is the leader of this art colony. The leader was a man with a long coat cover with clay. He had a smile and said,"welcome Kenny happy to finally to meet you. Your mother shows me many of your drawing you did. Too bad most were in pencil or pen, and a lot of them faded with time. Your mother told us you still draw and love it. Here in this art colony no need to be afraid of drawing and many of us will be happy to teach a painting of all kinds.there are many kinds of art to learn, and you can learn any of them you like. I am a pottery maker I make figures out of clay and love doing it". Then he said,"I see you met Mary my daughter I felt my face turn red. The leader just smiles and said,"my name is Tom." I smiled and said"nice to meet you, sir, trying to be polite, and he called Mary over and said,"Mary be gentle with him laughing at the time." Them Tom said,"well Mary why don't you take Kenny here to the big gallery. Little did I know at the time we will be married to three budding artists. The when my new life as an artist truly began.
Chapter 4 Living a Double Life
I worked in a hardware store during the daytime and at nights an artist in the art colony. Many of time I will buy things from the store to be used by the artist like house paints and things the could be used for making frames and .other things. The art colony gives me my studio to use as I please.
I learn to paint with oils, watercolors, and chalk. I join the art restoring team and also the outdoor drawers. The outdoor drawers are an artist the will sneak around the city drawing pictures on sidewalks and building. To show the people of the world that art is not dead. Also, the outdoor drawers will raid the detention centers to free the artist from the art cops. Yes, it is very dangerous to do, but a few of us will fight to the death to bring art back into the world.
I love the art colony I have seen plays, movie, ballets, dances and watch Mary doing her ballets and jazz dancing many of times and we went to plays and movies together. One day is just sitting in a Japenese garden I ask Mary to marry me. She sais oh yes oh yes I love you, Kenny. So we had two wedding celebrates one my the state which was nothing move than signing the paperwork at the city hall. The second one was in the art colony. There were dancing, music and a big art showing in our honor. One month later my mother died, and she will tell me our house. Now Mary and l live there happily. I show Mary the hidden doors, so if Mary wanted to work on her arts, she can.
Chapter 5 Our Leader Disappear
One day Mary came to my studio in tears carrying our firstborn. I asked,"what wrong honey"? She barely got the words out she told me " her father was arrested when he got caught trying to get some clay and some pigment for the colony." I then said," don't worry I and the outdoor artist will get him back." She pleads with me saying," I don't want to lose you tool love you, please don't go. You have a daughter and me to think about". I replied," Oh Mary you know we have hidden tunnels in prison and other ways in and out. Also, I am the leader of the outdoor artists it is my duty to get your father out of there."
I then made an announcement over the P.A. system. Calling all artist of the outsiders together in the main theater. I walked with Mary and my baby daughter named Cassie to the main theater. I climbed the stairs to the stage and said," our leader has been taken my the art police. We should draw up a plan to get him back. All in favor raise your hands". As I look over the crowd every hand was up.
I then said," to the crowd, all team leaders meet me in the library in one hour." When I got to the library, all six team leaders were there. We then pull out the maps of the detention center and were the closest tunnel exit and what were the best way to get Tom back. Then we started to plan out how to attack and load our paint guns and spray cans of paints. We prepare our pepper bombs and stink bombs. Yes, the art police do have real guns and bullets. How can you shoot if you can not see or coughing up lung or two? Our med team was at the ready too. We know Tom will not be in good shape and we are ready to carry him out in one piece.
chapter 6 Getting our leader back
We planned to use some of our teenagers to get the art police to chase them. By playing music and dancing. The art police will not know what hit them. The paint and pepper bombs will hit them hard. Given the entrance team, time to enter the building through the underground tunnel system and the front door. The art police will be too busy to guard the cells will the artists in them. The when we will open all the cell doors and let out all the prisoners out at once. During the time we will take Tom back through the tunnel and to safely.
We are all ready now. The teenagers got they music instruments ready and started to play some rock and roll. They were dressed in very colorful clothing. Make as much sound they can. The art police ran after them like a plan. Then the teenagers drove for a hidden cave as quite as mice.
Then the attacking team went to work throwing paint and pepper bombs on the head of the art police.Their nice white uniforms now look like the modern art of the 1960's. They were coughing up a storm with the pepper bomb sticking to them. The when my team and I rush through the front door is spraying paint on the faces of the remaining art police. Then we met up with the team in the tunnel and open the hatch. We then cut the automatic lock wires, and all the cell doors opened.
During the rush of escaping prisoner. We found children in chains, and we cut them loose. Then we found Tom, our leader. He was in bad sharp and had to be carried out. All the children that needed help each one of us carry two children each and got them down the tunnel. We all ran through the tunnel the best we could. At the end of the tunnel, themed team took care of the injury people. I needed some help with a broken arm.
I then heard Mary crying. I asked,"what wrong and she reply she so happy that her father is back and I am safe." Then my daughter ran and gave me a hug and said,"I love you, daddy."
Chapter 7 10 Years Later
Tom step down as a leader. Then Tom made me the leader and told everyone it time for fresh blood. Everybody I choose Kenny here as the new leader anybody wants to vote for someone else may do so. Then the whole place cheered. Mary and my son the is now eight years old. Name after a great artist name Donald Mouse also known as Addy my son name is Donald Addy Stevens. We call him Addy for short. Donald Mouse is famous for his cups drawing and painting.
My first acts leader is to start an art school to teach the children about the art of every kind. The school will be secret, and we make sure the children understand not tell anyone outside about the school or what is taught there. The next act I made a group of fighters and had them trained in all form of fighting. Then I beef up security more than before.
Then we started to write to other art colonies. About making handouts for the outside people to try to get people to rally with us and don't be afraid to fight back. The laws against arts should be removed from the books. Now on video screen and radio, there is a big debate about bringing the arts back to the people to enjoy and make life more enjoyable.
The government tries to shut down the videos and radio stations, but our techs just take over more signals. And broadcast to the world. Then it happens. The government just gave up and allow people to have art in their homes. Well, we said,"art is for all people we want to have a place for people to see and do art in public too. It took two more years, but we won.
Chapter 8 The Big Change
The change happens slowly, but art and artist are safe. The government put art classes back in schools and open the movie rather and concert halls and allow art shows on the streets will out the fear of bringing arrest. Thanks to all the fought hard. People need arts and people will die for the arts. Now we honor all who give everything for the right to have, see, and listen to the arts around the world.