Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Sold to bidder 124

 Once upon a time there was a wall.

It was a big wall.  Strong and tall, but wicked and incredibly 
annoying to the queen who had to look at it every day 
and lament the wall and its innate ability to 
dwarf every piece of art she could hang on it.

Along came the fair duchess of South Dallas
(sorry Jana it's my story so I get to be the queen)
proclaiming news of an auction.
An auction she guaranteed to be the source of the art 
that would prove to be more powerful that the wicked wall.

And so the queen browsed the parchment
provided by the auction company until she found the piece
that would be worth traveling to another kingdom for...




The queen knew that it would not hang on the wall, but she could not
be deterred...It was after all an early 19th century bathtub and the hope
was that there would be some other piece that would prove the duchess right.

And there was much to behold

                                                                         



                       



                                     


The queen quickly found her favorite.

Appropriately huge

and purple.

A set of carved doors from India that in all of their enormity 
just might prove to be the force that would prevail over the wicked wall

and did I tell you that they were purple!




The bidding was frenzied and the queen was nearing
the end of her royal budget when the auctioneer declared her 
the winner.

There was much rejoicing

even after the queen realized that she didn't remember what she had
just agreed to pay for the fabulous purple doors.




Then the lovely princess danced
as the prince detailed for her how to cast a bronze sculpture
and what exactly he would make if the queen would
just get busy and build him a forge in the castle.




The duchess of South Dallas found a piece that made her very happy.




And everything was loaded up for the return to the kingdom
including the chofah from a Buddhist wat in Thailand, 

but that's a story for another day.




The doors were the perfect size to tame the wicked wall who was never heard from again.
And they all lived Happily Ever After.

With giant purple doors forever.




The End.


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