A New Friend

Ms. Muse found a new friend the other day and introduced me to her. I had never met a faerie face-to-face and I was rather taken back. The faeries are wee little ones and would be easily missed under most circumstances. According to legends of yore, the most popular pastimes for fairies is music and dancing especially during the evening of the full moon. Flower fairies bless the land and are attracted to shiney bright objects.

Ms. Muse captured the attention of the Shirley-Poppy Faerie the other evening when Ms. Muse was taking a short cut through the woods to my home. Shirely-Poppy Faerie was dancing to the full moon and sprinkling pixie dust on the flowers to make them more attractive. Ms. Muse was wearing her silver jewelry and attracted the wee one. Shortly afterwords Ms. Muse introduced us and we all have been having the time of my life in a folk legend dimension.

The Critique

"What did you think?" I asked Ms. Muse.
"Dreadful," she replied.
"Daphne," Ms. Muse looked at the wood nymph turned tree, "what did you think of the art show judge comments?" she asked. After a deep harrumph, Daphne looked at Ms. Muse in total disgust.
“He told me that I disturbed him,” she stated matter-of-factly.

Well she should I thought. Just imagine, one minute you are a wood nymph and the next minute you are being chased by Apollo for no good deed. Then just at the point of capture you father turns you into a tree. I think that would disturb many people.

“I wanted to remain a virgin, while my father wanted grandchildren.” She turned away from us to control her revulsion and her leaves shivered in disgust. "Now another man wants to change me! Just think - he wants me bigger! Shame on him," Daphne stated bluntly and to the point.

"Exactly," agreed Ms. Muse. "Hasn't he ever seen the Food Network, you simply could not survive the trip in this sweet sugar state you are in."

"Not only that," cried Daphne, "but I have met the Venus of Willendorf, why here is a picture of her."
"Oh she is exquisite," I sighed.
“But did you know she stand only a little over four inches and fits comfortably in a human’s hand.” Daphne exclaimed. If she is special, I am also,” cried Daphne.

The words of my first year art school teacher came back to haunt me, I remembered. He always said to make it big and make it red. “But let’s be fair,” I stated. “He did say that if you were placed higher it would have been better.” The curators did the best they could with the space they had.

Ms. Muse looked at me and said flatly, “Small and intimate is never respected and will always have a hard time being appreciated in the art world.”

How could I not agree?

21st Annual IMAGE Art Show

Ms. Muse and I would like to invite anyone interested to attend the 21st Annual IMAGE Art Show from Saturday to Friday, October 20 to 26, 2007, at the North Branch Library, 6355 – 379th Street, North Branch, MN. The show opens at 2 pm on Saturday October 20, 2007.

Please come meet Daphne the wood nymph who was Apollo's first love. She in turn did not love him and cried for help from her father Peneus, the rivergod. In answer to her plea, she was turned into a Laurel Tree.

Both Ms. Muse and I truly believe that Apollo should have been turned into the tree, but unfortunately that wasn't the case.

Ms. Muse gave Daphne, our sugar paste sculpture, a golden egg, for her rebirth, which Daphne will hold in a nest during the art show. We hope this will bring about another transformation, now that Apollo is long gone.