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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The Perfect Sculptor

Robert Parishu was a great known sculptor of his time in a small village in Greece. Artists of his field admired the unique style he demonstrated in his works. Everyone in the rural area must have known him personally without minding to be known by him in return. In other words, he was popular.

People can't hide their admiration to Robert's arts as everyone in the village were also benefited by it. Since his works are so popular, they were priced high that ordinary buyers could not afford to have the original. Robert allowed other local sculptors to copy his design and sell them at a lower price. Of course, he partook from the proceeds of their sales. A win-win situation.

One day as he leisurely traveled with his horse around the next village hoping to find new subject to work on he came across a small settlement of three houses. He noticed the largest of them having fine carvings on its structure. He was convinced a sculptor must have lived the house.

He was tempted to have a look at the dweller's works so he decided to approach the house. The stone walls, the doors, the windows are full of sculptures. His eyes wandered around looking for the workshop. Abstract geometric arts scatter around. In the east side of the building he found several carved images of human and animal subjects. Finally he noticed a man working in a wide stone table. He was busy that he didn't even turn a face to him even though it was obvious that he felt his presence.

"Good day!" Robert said to take his attention.
"Yes, good day!" He replied not turning his head to him.

Robert finally noticed the human figure the man was working. It looked familiar but he can't recall where and when he'd seen it. Somethings caught his perfectionist attention though which made him eager to comment and gave his unsolicited advise.

He told the man he needed to improve on the details of his work. The proportions of the body parts, details of the eyes, the folds and cleavages of the garments, the muscles, and other minute details.

Hearing all the comments the man turned his head and looked directly on his eyes and said.

"Tell it to yourself! I just need to remind your that this work was bought by my wife from you last month." Then he showed him his personal trademark under the artwork's base.

Robert was shocked and with a humiliated ego departed from the house full of things to further reflect on.

By this experience of Robert it came to me that sometimes a perfect action and work may still need further refinement if it is viewed from another perspective. To improve oneself we need to evaluate even the perfect moments of our lives. Some wrongs might have been hidden the first time we made them.

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