what do you buy at an antique store?
PIERROT MUSIC BOX //
Once at home you enthusiastically unwrap your loot. You bought a Pierrot music box! Your eye first fell upon the Nell Brinkley-esque renderings of the solemn clown painted on the wooden box, all in black and white. It was sealed shut with a tiny lock, a toy-sized key taped to the top. At home you couldn’t wait to see the inside. Once opened it plays what at first sounded like a music box cacophony. You had to strain your ear to recognise it as variations on Schoenberg’s Pierrot Lunaire. Odd but fitting choice, you suppose… A tiny ceramic Pierrot spins to the jarring melody. He’s sat down, hugging his knees, a single black makeup tear is painted dripping down his tiny face. The round mirror behind him is clouded, the lining of the box bright red velvet. The box holds a letter, God knows how old, faded by time. Large loopy letters thank someone (maybe the creator?) for continuing to share their work. “I know you often doubt yourself” they say “but your continued efforts and creativity transformed the world in small but meaningful ways you couldn’t have imagined”.
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