Three Little Pigs
Henry, Oliver, and Oscar were so excited when they arrived in the small village of Tirol, Austria. They had never before seen such a plentiful, rich valley.
They were industrious pigs—hardworking and happy, and soon set about toiling the land around their little garden and gathering lots of dry straw for their new home.
How happy they all were when they stood back to appreciate the results of their ardent labor. The straw roof was finally thatched and sealed from the outside elements.
But it certainly was a stormy night. The howling wind seemed to huff and puff at their door. It kept them awake and shivering beneath the bed sheets. Eventually, the cold wind battered the door until it was ripped from its straw walls. The pigs frantically ran away and hid in the wheat fields. Huddling together until the morning
The next day, they saw the mess, sighed, and immediately began to gather the scattered straw and start again. But Oliver suggested that this time, they make it of wood. What a good idea, they all thought. And so immediately, they scurried off in different directions and returned with their arms full of sticks.
Eventually, they finished their wooden home, and exhausted, they all fell into bed. But later that same night, the howling began once more. Again, The winds huffed, puffed, and battered against the wooden walls, shaking the timber loose. Oscar was sure he could hear a voice outside shouting something very strange that sounded like 'Chiny chin chin.'
The house bent, cracked, and soon folded in on itself. The three little pigs once more hurried away into the tall wheat fields and stayed there, shivering, all night.
The next day, they returned to the devastation. "There's only one thing for it," Oscar said commandingly. Collect all the stones you can.
Soon, they had a firm, finished stone home. How wonderful and safe it looked. The three piggies hugged each other and stood outside, laughing with joy.
Later that same afternoon, when Henry was talking to his new neighbor, he became suitably shocked when the neighbor mentioned that a wolf had been seen outside their door these past two nights. And shocking further still, it was Mme. Leloup, a distinguished village citizen, was the wolf in question. It was, in fact, she who had created the terrible winds that destroyed their little homes. She had blown them away.
Why was she doing this, thought the pigs. "She must be a very unhappy wolf," said Oliver. "Perhaps if we sent her a basket of vegetables?" said Oscar." "I don't think wolves are very fond of vegetables," said Henry.
"hmm," said all three collectively. "I know, said Oliver. Let's write her a nice letter. Inviting her round for tea sometime."
And so they did.
This story is connected to the previous artwork: 'Wolf With letter.'
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Illustrated in the style of a vintage Edwardian or Victorian photograph. This image is part of my 'Anicurio' collection. Each original illustration is carefully hand drawn in pencil. Once finished, I often hand age and treat them with various dye methods, to resemble an old dusty antique photograph. I want this series to suggest something that was rediscovered by you. An inherited artifact from a mysterious benefactor? Or perhaps revealed in a long abandoned attic, lying at the bottom of a chest. Buried beneath old dusty clothes and fading hand written notes.