Wendy Wharton had three children and not a great amount in her bank account to feed them. She worked part-time in a beauty salon. To get a few extra pennies she painted brightly coloured pictures of Mediterranean houses that had window boxes of geraniums. She had a small stall at the market on Saturdays. Her little works of art, usually painted on slabs of wood, were quite popular. Each cost five dollars. At one stage she increased the price and sales slumped, so she went back to selling them for five dollars each.
Wendy’s great moment of glory came when the internationally renowned film star and model, the incomparable Magdalene Cullum, was about to pass by Wendy’s stall. Magdalene paused. She stopped. She purchased the five dollar work of art! It was a small painting of a house near the sea with a little sailing boat skimming in the sunshine. Wendy was rather fond of it herself. “Thank you. I hope it enjoys its new home,” said Wendy.
Several years later the same little painting appeared for sale online. It sold for over five thousand. Of course its value rested on the fact that it had been pre-loved by the internationally renowned film star and model, the incomparable Magdalene Cullum. Who wouldn’t want something, no matter how insignificant, once owned by Magdalene? Everything Magdalene touched turned to gold.
You can get a similar painting for five dollars down at the market on Saturdays. But it hasn’t been touched by a film star.
That Hollywood glitter makes all the difference…
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Star dust. I once saw Dolly Parton. She was standing on the steps of the court house in Hollywood as the tourist bus went past. Perhaps she was paid to stand there. (Having said that, I think Dolly is one of the more genuine Hollywood glitterati.)
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My uncle actually spoke with her for about fifteen seconds one time and he says she’s really nice and down-to-earth.
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She’s lovely with the Books for Children charity. She donates over a million books to children each month – which is pretty phenomenal.
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I had forgotten about that. Yes, she hasn’t had a whole lot of dirt on her, either.
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Ooh get you mingling with the stars! I did meet Charlton Heston at the stage door when he did a play in our closest city. He was very nice, but I came to think afterwards he wasn’t such a nice guy after all when I heard some of his comments on gun laws….
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Ah! So you too have been touched with star dust!
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But she’s incomparable!
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I pinched that word off the dumbestblogger – who used it twice in two weeks.
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I like your style.
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I hear that yokel knows some pretty dumb words.
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I’m taking notes.
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Doin’ some scribbles over here myself.
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Terry at “Araneus1” writes some good stuff (I reckon), e.g. https://araneus1.com/2020/05/30/young-henry/
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Checking it out right now.
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Wait, which word?
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Did Magdalene kick the bucket? If she did it would easily be worth triple that. Nothing like a dead internationally renowned film star and model’s possessions.
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It’s my last hope – to become famous after I die!
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There is still time Bruce! I’ll buy your laptop for 6 grand when you go…you will be known as the International star storyteller, composer, and Gardener known as “Bruce” (a one-word name…you will be up there with Cher!)
I’ll have the keyboard that the great Bruce typed on.
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Sort of like Prince before the name change, or Michael without the Jackson. To be compared to Cher makes me run to the wardrobe to try and sort out what to wear.
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No feathers Bruce…no feathers…and no Sonny.
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These boots were made for walkin’ – oh sorry – that was Nancy.
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Yes it is… more like Gypsy Tramps and Thieves.
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One of my favorite songs! (in fact it is)
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How the hell did we end up on Cher? lol
You just never know where your post will take you. There lives the magic.
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Well, excuse me but… I wouldn’t that mind ending up on Cher.
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Stand in line Bruce lol.
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LOL.
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What a star!
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You know her intimately?
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But of course!
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You wouldn’t read about it.
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Only in the juiciest gossip columns. I think they call them blogs these days.
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It’s amazing what diseases you can pick up from blogs.
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Indeed.
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It is one of the most beautiful stories I have read, compressed though it is by the format, but that captures the sadness of the painter as vividly as it excoriates a hypocritical society.
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Well, that’s a very kind comment thanks Uma.
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Too true. Uma is right.
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Thanks for the kind comment. I accidentally deleted your comment and have spent the last ten minutes trying to get it back! It just disappeared!
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Ooh, I hope that doesn’t start happening again. Sometimes my cursor goes over a comment and then I have to go into the MY SITE section and dig it out of deletions. But a few weeks ago, things were just disappearing!
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Yes – sometimes it can get complicated. I simply wanted to say Thanks – and then it got all muddled!
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Uma is always too true and right.
Signed with star dust,
The Secretary of the Uma Fan Club.
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Oh, Yvonne, first laugh of the morning!
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