TODAY, THURSDAY, 28 DECEMBER 2017
Once, there was an old man. He came in the morning with his shovel, a bucket, a hand brush and a carving scraper. He would pile up a huge heap of sand, would pur water over it and then start with his daily work – carving a majestic castle out of the heap. It would take him until the late afternoon, but he took his time. There was no reason to rush nor anything else for him to do. When it was finished in the late afternoon, the tourists would take pics and leave a tip. And when the sun set, he would even put little candles in the windows of his building. That was probably how the old man made his living, or his contribution to his family income. This was what he did, day after day, year in, year out!
Later younger sand carvers would copy his casle and soon one could see many castles on the beach. All the same, more or less. Nobody came up with the idea of doing something different for a change.
One day the old man did not appear anymore. His leagacy was obviously over. For a while his heirs went on carving the old mans casle out of the sand. But one day somebody got an idea. Why investing so much time in such a big short-lived structure. Why not reduce it to just the name and the date.
And so it came. Everyday, at every turn, you see the very same motive, multiple times. In terms of effectiveness it was not a bad idea. In terms of ambition or artistic taste of course, it is a setback!
But, what can you expect anyway in such a world?
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