That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for February 03, 2021

How Aunt Bee spent her day when Andy was at work and Opie was at school.

Margret is waiting for the pizza delivery guy to show up to tell him she has no way to pay for it.

The artist’s mother: a portrait of depression. “My son will never amount to anything. I wanted him to go to med school, but oh no, he wanted to follow his dream. Now he’s living in my basement, painting pictures. Where did I go wrong?”

The artist’s lesser known work, “Whistler’s Aunt”, part of his “distaff side series”

Whistler’s mother in law got no respect.

I wonder what the image in the picture is?

Bea wondered what maneuver the Reddit colonel would ask her to undertake next. She and James Dean, rebels without a cause. Dowdy matron on the outside, pure vamp on the inside.

♩there’s nothin’ quite like fanny, says the artist giovanni

and, no, she ain’t his granny, she’s his wife…

An older Mona Lisa in retirement wondering how she let herself get framed.

Nuthin could be finer than an aging “androgyner” in the mor-or-ornin..

It tasted better going down than coming up.

Dyspepsia is her name/ indigestion is her game/ she isn’t sure what/ is amiss in her gut/ but she’s certain that something’s aflame…

Mrs Whistler before she went on a diet

“l wonder what people will be saying about me in years to come.”

The unexpected burst of sunlight ruined the silhouette subject.

Giovanni snuck in this picture while his wife was engrossed in an episode of Barca Dell’Amore.

“God pity them both! and pity us all, / Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. / For of all sad words of tongue or pen, / The saddest are these: ‘It might have been!’” From Maud Muller by John Greenleaf Whittier (1856).

This is indeed his wife, his third wife, Fanny Marinelli, whom he married in his old age. His first wie died of TB; his second wife also died but I don’t know what the cause was.

A casserole with too much ground hog and not enough carrots/potatoes will do that to you every time.

Lucretia, beginning to regret her decision to hide Luigi’s body in the back garden.

A 20 year old woman after watching 12 hours in a row of Keeping Up with Kardashians

Aunt Bea at Andy’s funeral. Andy’s folksy ways proved to be ineffective once everyone in Mayberry went full on MAGA, QANON, open carry wing nut. Sadly, Barney was the first one to open fire on the unarmed Sheriff.

Snork!!! Oh, the pain…

I cook for him, clean, raised his children and all he gave me for Valentine’s Day is this lousy painting – that he painted himself.

Ma Trump contemplating the mess her descendants have created.

Portrait of the artist’s mother contemplating her son’s future career.

Elizabeth Bligh on learning that her son is in love with “that woman.”

Portrait of the third wife: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Giovanni_Fattori_055.jpg 

(best viewed by Google Chrome, with Google Translate added to chrome://extensions, which can automatically translate most pages as necessary) has info about this painting.

http://www.artcyclopedia.com/artists/fattori_giovanni.html 

https://www.wikiart.org/en/giovanni-fattori 

https://www.wga.hu/bio_m/f/fattori/biograph.html 

http://www.artnet.com/artists/giovanni-fattori/biography 

https://www.askart.com/artist/Giovanni_Fattori/11030071/Giovanni_Fattori.aspx 

https://prabook.com/web/giovanni.fattori/3743126 

https://www.museofattori.livorno.it/le-opere/autori/giovanni-fattori/ 

all have info, or links that point to more info, about this artist (again, Chrome can automatically translate if necessary, and askart.com can be read in full for free on Fridays, though he was born in Livorno, not Leghorn – English translation of Livorno), perhaps in addition to what’s pointed to by the title URL. So far, 5 works by him have been used here. 

https://www.gocomics.com/that-is-priceless/2020/06/01?comments=visible 

has the prior (my comment there had the first 6 artist info URLs).

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2634 (February 2, 2021) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

She can’t be Italian, her hands aren’t moving.

Proof that love isn’t nearly as much fun the third time around.

aunt Martha, dreaming of when she used to go with the hounds on hunting trips. that is how she found her 3rd husband.

Nobody answered my ad to be a model … again. Guess you will have to do.

It’s a good excuse to get out of housework for awhile.