Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts

Wednesday, 24 January 2018

What the artist was really thinking

A few more, probably the last, reworking of the titles of some Old Masters. What the artist was really thinking as he daubed paint on the canvass.
Sorry for the confusion, folks. These are my thoughts on the current political situation in the UK. If you are looking for the 'Fire and Fury' book on Trump, you might try our favourite bookshop in Liskeard. They'll have a copy.

Henry VIII doing a Harvey Weinstein.

Franz Joseph I after 6 weeks attending Weight Watchers.

When you are halfway across the Alps and you realise that you forgot to pack your Imodium.

Prince Albert showing off his 'Royal Family Employee of the Month' awards.


Attention all. Before we start marching, there's a few Health and Safety matters I need to bring to your attention. First, in case of a fire, the exits are .......


Louis XIII leading his court's mandatory sexual harassment training.

Henry VIII pulling a Harvey Weinstein.

And Caesar thought that the senators were throwing him a surprise retirement party.

Tuesday, 16 January 2018

What's in a name?


I came across a snippet about the artist James McNeill Whistler that is interesting. In 1871, he painted what would become his most famous work and which he titled “Arrangement in Grey and Black”, as he tended to give his paintings musical themes at the time. The following year he submitted this to the Royal Academy of Art in London for its 104th Exhibition. Both members of the Royal Academy and the British public were unhappy with the work - the Academy came close to rejecting the painting and the public was uneasy , apparently, with a portrait described solely as an “arrangement” of colors, wanting more of an explanatory title. As a result, Whistler appended the words “Portrait of the Artist’s Mother” to the “Arrangement” title just for this exhibition, although that name stuck and the painting has come down to us as the more popular “Whistler’s Mother.”

What if other artists had reconsidered the titles of their paintings? Maybe these would benefit by having more descriptive titles?
I am truly humbled by this reception, your majesty, but you do realise I'm just here to deliver the papers?
And I'll give you your i-pads back at the end of the day.
Father Xmas wondering if he can claim the elves as dependents on his tax return.
Sorry, darling, they did say that the boat would be tied to the shore. We are going to have to jump aboard.
What does daddy mean, mummy? "He's been unfaithful"? And what's a massage therapist?
How families ignored each other before Smartphones.
The tradional Cornish way of celebrating successful potty training.
"No, I'm sorry, I've never heard of an 'i-pad mini'. Are you sure you've got the right Apple Store?"
As noon crept up, Mary made a silent vow to never again come to work with a hangover.


Tuesday, 31 March 2015

No joking. Just some painting and music

If the run-up to the General Election is starting to get you down, why not brighten up your day with some colourful paintings and lively music? Paul Gaugin's work accompanied by a Polynesian theme. Well worth the four minutes it takes. And not a politician in sight!