With her 2008 middle grade novel Masterpiece Elise Broach demonstrates to her young readers the intersection between two very different worlds, how behind a wall in the fancy Upper East Side (NYC) kitchen of the Pompaday family lives a chatty and cheerful insect family, with mother and father Beetle doting on their son Marvin, all of course unbeknownst to the Pompadays, especially the arrogant, status-conscious, real-estate-selling mother and her perpetually grouchy second husband, and where unlike with beetle boy Marvin's nearest and dearest, family love and acceptance is indeed in very short supply. For in and throughout Masterpiece Mrs. Pompaday is depicted by Elise Broach as being totally emotionally distant and massively insensitive to the needs of her lonely 11-year-old son, James, who misses his biological (and artistic) father and wishes his parents had not gotten divorced, and where Marvin, observing James in secret, longs to befriend the boy (although in my opinion, other than a generic sympathy one might feel for an unhappy outsider and stranger, it does feel a trifle strange and rather beggaring belief that Elise Broach never really manages to textually and specifically convey all that well within the pages of Masterpiece why Marvin in fact so desperately wants to befriend the rather undemonstrative and taciturn James, other than the fact that James did actively refrain from stomping on Marvin when they had a chance encounter in the kitchen).
But well, Marvin the beetle does indeed feel the urge to bridge the gap between his (insect) world and James' (human) world, and on the night of James’s birthday party, Marvin leaves a gift for James, but then gets seduced by one of James' birthday gifts, a bottle of ink and some paper (with Marvin dipping his front legs into the ink then creating a perfectly rendered miniature replica of the wintry scene outside). And of course, when Marvin's aesthetically delightful drawing is discovered in the morning, first by James and then by his family, the latter bien sûr assume James to be the artist, hypocritically start oohingly gushing over James' supposed genius and talent, but also and immediately want to sell the drawing (responses that might feel a trifle forced and artificial at first, but are also rather realistic and unsurprising, considering how much in Masterpiece Elise Broach depicts James' mother in particular as absolutely and utterly materialistic and only interesting in making money and selling estate, but yes, said attitude certainly does destroy and subvert the pure joy of creating and making art by causing the artist to become overly aware of the presence of critics and that art is supposedly and sadly first and foremost meant to be sold as a commodity).
And while the art heist and mystery aspect of Masterpiece (which occurs when a museum curator likens Marvin's drawing to those of Albrecht Dürer) certainly makes Masterpiece exciting and increasingly fast moving, any sense that Masterpiece might first and foremost be about the unfolding and the appreciation of Marvin's talent and creative impulses (and the developing friendship between beetle and boy, between Marvin and James) is sadly muddied and majorly diminished by this, leaving Masterpiece at least for me as a story with a number of promising narrative and thematic threads, but as ultimately rather fizzling out with regard to what indeed should be most essential and important here (art for art's sake and that both art and friendship need to be about universality and diversity, that with regard to the creative process, monetary values should not at all count or at least only count for very little).