There Was An Old Woman
Once upon a time, there was an old woman that lived in a shoe, with so many children, she didn’t know what to do. But just because she was poor didn’t mean she was a bad Mother. She toiled for many years to keep her old shoe home clean, her children fed and clothed, and taught them all valuable lessons for later in life.
But her life was about to change. After growing up and leaving home, through a lot of hard work, and determination, her eldest son became very wealthy. To show his love and appreciation for all that his Mother had done for himself, and all his siblings, he built her a brand new shoe, complete with her very own factory.
He picked out a beautiful lot, on an extension of a very strange road. It was made of yellow bricks. And off in the distance could be seen a beautiful new city being built. It had many towers and spires, and was incredibly, all green, a beautiful Emerald green.
So from then on his Mother, and the whole Family, could all live in the new shoe and work together making all kinds of things for the inhabitants of the new city, and would never be poor again.
I’ve mounted this Shoe figure, by Veronese, on a piece of clear acrylic which I painted yellow. The base is of an Australian hardwood called Corymbia Opaca, or Bloodwood. The bottom is felted to protect furniture.