Art’s Eternal Truth

Thanks to Rochelle and her commendable efforts as moderator of the Friday Fictioneers, another prompt has tumbled into my In-box. Many thanks also to Douglas MacIlroy for contributing the photo. Join this week’s Friday Fiction effort HERE.

It’s been awhile since I’ve contributed…and it may be awhile again… I’ve been in a general muddle lately! However, when I saw this prompt photo first thing this morning my muse nudged me and called to mind our clever sculptor friend, Marcel. Art Must be Flexible. She suggested this might be his concept of a bird-feeder. I chuckled, then decided to let the tale spin out and see how far it went. What do you think?

Photo © Douglas M. MacIlroy

ETERNAL TRUTH

“I’m calling this ‘Birdfeeder’,” Marcel told his friends.

“Birdfeeder!” Crombie exclaimed.

“My interpretation of man’s efforts to positively impact his environment.”

“How about ‘Gone With the Wind’?” Percy suggested, examining the creation skeptically. “It’s getting rusty.”

“That’s it! I’ll call it ‘Eternal Truth’. Like ‘Dust to dust; ashes to ashes; iron to rust’…”

His friends groaned.

A woman rushed over. “It’s brilliant,” she exclaimed. “I must have it. How much?”

“Three thousand,” Marcel quoted.

As she signed the cheque Crombie nudged Percy. “There’s gotta be an eternal truth in here somewhere.”

Percy winked. “Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder.”

34 thoughts on “Art’s Eternal Truth

  1. Thank you. I had no clue, either, what it was.
    I kind of like Marcel; I’ll probably bring him up again from time to time. In fact, maybe I’ll make him Winnie’s nephew if I ever I get around to doing that series on Winnie and Raylene. My mind seems to be like a kaleidoscope lately; hard to focus on one project long enough to complete it. I hope it’s just a passing “season” and my brain’s not perma-scrambled. 😉

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  2. Dear Christine
    You tell that story fluently. You capture well that there’s one born every minute…
    I’m sorry you’re having difficulty writing at present. I’m sure that you’ll find a way of re-awakening the muse, if that’s something you want. You might try writing a piece on the subject that matters to you most of all in the world, and then letting what you have written speak to you.
    With best wishes
    Penny

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    • Thanks for your comment. It’s not so much that my muse is comatose, but rather that I’m sitting on her. 🙂
      How to explain? It’s like being crushed under an oppressive “To-Do” list — or rather a “Should have been done last week, last month, last year,” noxious cloud that chokes out all the joy. I’ve lots I want to write, but no time. So much other stuff must be finished—and that doesn’t happen, either. 😦 All just feelings, but… Do you have spells like that?

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  3. Your muse may be on temporary holiday for your longer work, but she did a fine job on this piece. I find that sometimes taking a break from what I’ve been focusing so hard on and writing something short and silly (which is pretty much all I write) rejuvenates me. Hopefully, this will do the same for you.

    And thanks for your hilarious comments on my posts. I always look forward to reading them. 🙂

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    • Thanks for your encouraging comment. My muse would do lots if I’d let her, but there’s this thing about Time. The dragon I’ve never conquered. Seems most people have slain—or at least chained—that dragon and carried on, so maybe I need to tackle it, too.

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      • I have a major problem with Time as well. It seems there are fewer hours in the day and exceedingly high number of demands for what little of it I have remaining. “This will just take a minute,” rarely does.

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  4. Lucky Marcel! I feel the lady will turn up with requests for more such artwork and ultimately the ‘bird feeder’ will become his speciality. Loved
    “Dust to dust; ashes to ashes; iron to rust’…”🙂🙂
    Lovely story, Christine. Thanks for posting it.

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