Believed to be his Life's Work.

Artists are inspired by the most peculiar of things. This particular artist, Leo Boem, was inspired by the action of inspiration. Now, this may sound confusion (maybe it doesn't), but you need to listen to the whole story to understand what I, the narrator, am trying to explain. Of course, the whole story is rather short.


Leopold Boem sat, as always, on the old, splintery bench in the sculpture garden thinking far to hard for his tired mind to take. He sipped quietly on his coffee (black and strong), watching a certain sculpture intensely, as if he expected it to wave or crack a smile at him.

When Leo was still young, during his prime years, he could come up with art quickly and easily, everything meticulously perfect.


Leo grew up and his mind was tired of spinning ideas, so Leo had to work for them.

Something Leo didn't quite enjoy.

The particular sculpture that Leo was looking at was of a little boy. The little boy was standing on a platform almost as tall as Leo. The little boy was a normal little boy. Nothing specifically remarkable. He wore the clothes of an olden day school boy, and stood with one foot turned in, on one tip-toe, the other foot flat. The sculpture made the boy seem delicately human. It was almost scary. So, despite the simplicity, Leo decided that the sculpture was a good one.

While Leo continued to ponder the sculpture, a young girl, probably a middle school student, was chaining her bike to the bike rack, and walking through the winding shrubbery in the garden, a lunchbox flopping by her side. She paused at each sculpture and read the plates that told the artist and the name of the sculpture. She smiled at them each. When she reached Leo, she smiled at him shyly, and turned to look at the painting. Leo was hit with his first inspiration in years. He rushed home.


For three months, Leo spent almost all of his time in his apartment. No one, except for the Chinese food delivery boy, heard from, or saw him. But then Leo's apartment building began to smell strange. The smell grew stronger and stronger, until finally, after several complaints had been filed, the management searched the building for the problem. They found Leo's body slumped in a chair at his kitchen table. Right behind the old man they found a life-size sculpture of a girl, standing with her legs apart, head tilted upwards, with one hand shielding her eyes from the sun, and another holding a lunchbox behind her back, looking up a platform at a little school boy. The sculpture was later proclaimed one of the most valuable artworks of the century.


Grace wandered through the garden, looking at the art, like every Saturday, clutching her lunchbox tightly. She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. She saw her, looking up a platform at a little boy, and she remembered the old man, and the sculpture and she smiled, and reached out and touched the sculpture. the Lunchbox Girl … Artist: Leopold Boem. Brief History: Found in Boem's apartment along with Boem's dead body. Believed to be Boem's life work.