During the entire painting session, the artist kept asking himself: “Is she coming on to me?”
/// Lena slouches, suppressing a frown,
as she sits in her slick satin gown.
She would move to take action,
but she can’t get the traction;
if she tries to sit up she slides down.
When the artist said he wanted to do a nude painting, he meant he wanted to paint nude.
Josephine loved when her flatulence was blamed on the dog!
She’s the reigning Queen of sarcasm:/
It’s a part of her protoplasm../
What makes the poor Queen/
So incredibly mean?/
She never has shared an 07g$$m
-) Before Beethoven publicly performed his “Eroica” Symphony No. 3 for full orchestra in 1805, he composed a much smaller-scale chamber work that, among themselves, society ladies called “The Erotica Sinfonia.”
It was very popular in Austrian salons, and might as well been called the “Dampfhitza Sinfonia” (“Steam Heat Sinfonia”). Sellers of hand fans sold their wares at the door, since body heat and sweat humidity from the predominantly-female audiences inevitably rose in the course of each performance.
Certain male wags who attended also called it the “schlüpfrige Sinfonia” (“Slippery Symphony”) — as, despite their voluminous satin dresses, many otherwise demure society ladies, helpless in their, er … passion juices, slipped sideways — and nearly off — their seats… Which common situation the artist humorously and slyly captured in his above painting. (— (—
So I saw this pic by some guy called “Da Vinci” and thought that’s not a smile, THIS is a smile.
“slouching? It runs in the family. You couldn’t see my father when he was in a chair. My BROTHER slipped three DISCS!. Mom was the worst She slumped so bad she had to shave her neck.
Once she’s rolled up her sleeves she’s ready for housework.
With that corset tightened so much, not sure how she could eat anything.
“No, I will not straighten up and act like a lady.”
BoBo is always a perfect lady.
“Is this going to take long? I have other things to do.”
After the first hour, Tessa began to regret the second helping of chili.
Can you spell Bítch?
Justine wanted so much to enjoy the party, but at this point she wasn’t sure that tripling her dosage of Prozac was such a good idea.
Madeline roused from her despair at having agreed to accompany her younger cousin to his senior prom when she thought she could get him to introduce her to the guy with the shoulders.
Well, he was too dumb to get the corsage on right. Wonder what else he can’t figure out?
hmmm, nobody would pick me at the 7th grade dance, and now it’s still the same ol’, same ol’.
I am perfectly content just sitting here, so buzz off buddy.
The artist practiced by painting his sister’s (off-brand) Barbie dolls posed on toy furniture.
The Wagner “Ring Cycle” challenge. And another one succumbs to slumping.
“Okay, fine. If you can get this dress off before my father returns, you can have your way with me. But you’ve only got two hours.”
What do I think? I’ve seen bigger.
Delta Dawn, what’s that flower you have on Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
Sitting girl in a white satin gown:
Paste (including the quote marks)
"Category:1839 portrait paintings of women" Wikimedia
(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, DuckDuckGo, Ecosia and Yandex search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found and once there find the text string Waldmüller, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly B4 paper size painting. File history has the strip coloration image.
Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3195 (September 28, 2023) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger, if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 9 works by him have been used here, the August 25, 2017, strip being the prior.
“The trick to modeling is to think of a happy place.”
“But not that happy!”
The birthday girl watches fascinated as the rest of the policeman uniform comes off.
Pretty girl, nice dress, bad posture.
Do you mean “The, On the average, Judge”…
I know … let me guess …
Do I have 3 legs under my dress?
Wouldn’t you like to know?
Although he crouched as low as he could, Emmeline’s father could still see him hiding under her dress.
Portrait of person who did not want to sit for a portrait.
How you look at someone that knows they’re sick, but they don’t cover their mouth when they cough.
For Monday: “okay kid – get out there and make yer old man proud!”
There once was a retiarius/
Who went by the name of Marius/
He worked up a sweat/
With his trident and net/
But as weaponry they are precarious///
Marius was fast on his feet/
But at last he went down in defeat/
A secutor fought him/
And finally caught him/
He was dragged from the sand on a sheet.
“ Look on the bright side, kid. It could have been a lion..”
Nuthin’s as nefarious as a rabid retiarius in the mornin’…