Beauty in art

Beauty in art
Reina Sofia, Madrid

Thursday, 8 September 2011

Blogspot asked me to tell the story of the frog in the wig- so here it is!

Once upon a time there was a bald frog. He lived a miserable existence as all of the other frogs used to laugh at him as they would comb their glossy locks and sing by the edge of a pool.
One day as he looked into the pool he asked the great frog in the sky, "Why me?" His question went unanswered. For many weeks he pondered this question. As he was pondering, he was unaware that a ginormous building was being erected next to the pool.
The frog was so desperate to be accepted that his pondering set him to work on fashioning a wig from old hairs that the other frogs left behind. Eventually his masterpiece was finished- as was the factory.
For a day he showed off his lustful mane to the other frogs who oohed and aahed. He was finally seen as one of the cool kids.
That night however, the factory's waste disposal programme suffered a melt-down and vats of Veet Hair Removal Cream poured into the lake. All of the frogs were killed instantly and their locks were dissolved (within the 10 minutes stated on the instruction leaflet. Never leave the product for longer that 10 minutes- always time it with a watch).The moral of this story is that no matter how hard you long for something, even if you work hard to get it, you will still go bald and die.

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