“A cat may look at a king”
This English proverb dates back to the 16th century and indicates an impertinent remark by an inferior or upstart. It means that an inferior isn't completely restricted in what they may do in the presence of a superior.
The distorted version came to mind for me when contemplating some pictures that I took in our town park earlier in the week.
The town is having a sculpture festival this summer, and preparations have begun. We had some borrowed statues last year too, some of which I quite enjoyed. But the ones I’ve seen so far this year… Hmm…
Okay. We are approaching the end of the school year. High school students are looking forward to their proms. Girls will be dreaming of fancy dresses of a kind they would never wear on any other occasion. They might even be dreaming of that frog of a boyfriend turning into a prince…
Did you think the decorations on that red dress were pretty bows?
On closer look, you can kiss that idea goodbye!
The froggy dress is not just standing there on its own, either.
It’s accompanied by giant watchdogs.
Red poodle, the size of a horse.
Blue scary dog, don’t ask me its name.
Red twin of the blue one – having caught sight of something…
A small blue human frog trying to use the red ones as climbing wall!
Turned out (as so often) that climbing up was much easier than getting down again. Didn’t get a picture of that, but mummy had to come to the rescue…!
The sculptures work as magnets on little children. What do you mean, just look?! Obviously anything this colourful is meant to be climbed…!
I probably take a boring grown-up view on this, but I hope the Town does not get ideas about keeping these ones permanently - at least not in the spot where they are now.
I like our town park. It’s got beautiful trees and flowerbeds. There are also sculptures in it since before which I actually like.
This one had to move to give room for the new ones. I have no complaints about that, though - I think they found a good spot for it.
But the red and blue ones… make me think of “the stuff nightmares are made of”…!
‘Fly, fly! About with your ship and fly! Row, row for your lives away from this accursed shore. --- This is the Island where Dreams come true --- Not daydreams: dreams.'
C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
(Chapter 12: The Dark Island)