That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for November 30, 2021

Working in a library all day, the last thing Librarian Segerstéen wanted to see at home were bookshelves.

Paint By Number’s a good way, and clean,

to spend lockdown from Covid-19.

Now, ’twas a good start

but framing Sol’s ‘art’

cost an arm, a leg, and a spleen.

On most library walls you’ll find books, / in their cases, on shelves and in nooks. / But in this_ athenæum / you may think you don’t see ‘em. / They are up there, framed, hanging on hooks. /// The librarian was a book lover. / While he read, at his side, Mom would hover. / And she so cramped the style / of this bibliophile, / that he now loves a book for its cover.

Sam Walker’s wife has a harsh wooden chair

he makes her sit in whenever he’s there.

She’s now off her rocker,

as planned by old Walker,

who’s lost in a porn book, the wife unaware.

He rebuilt as best as he can

a time-traveling DeLorean.

The carpeted tracks

should help guide them back

but Marty McFly’s in Japan!

Things started to get out of hand after they ran out of room to display Junior’s paintings with magnets on the refrigerator.

Somehow I get the impression that Anders was really into landscape paintings.

The paintings? They’re just a passing hobby. I collect a few now and again… A therapist?!? Why would I go to one of those?

The cat burglar broke in with elation; / (he had copied the vault’s combination). / But frustration would chafe— / in which wall was the safe? / Behind which painting? No indication!!

someone went a little nuts on the QVC art hour this Cyber Monday!

All those paintings draw people’s attention. / The man reading is not worth a mention. / He sits back in repose / so the viewer’s eye goes / to his antimacassar invention.

It took Bernard 2 weeks to read that book. He always had the feeling that somebody was watching him.

“Ha ha! Finally! Popular Woodworking has an article on ‘How to Frame a Cuckoo Clock’”.

This is actually quite impressive. He painted dozens of paintings inside of one.

There really can be no debate -/ his collection is simply great !/ But those frames will be trouble -/He’ll be found in the rubble/ when his walls collapse from their weight..

if a picture is worth a thousand words, then i’ll have a thousand pictures, by god…

Haven’t we seen this picture before?

Look at all those innocent landscapes…they’ve been….

Victor loved all his paintings, but he was most proud of his extensive collection of Elvis on Velvet prints which he kept under lock and key!

Please exit thru the Gift Shop.

Simon always felt guilty over how he had gotten his brother to take the fall for their father’s murder, so once he inherited the fortune, he left subtle clues around the house.

What? Has Throwback Thursday turned into Tautological Tuesday? Or did you just think you could slip the rerun by without your fans noticing, Steve?

He cares not for painters’ names.

He doesn’t play critical games.

Alack and Alas !

His collection’s world class…

A world-class collection of frames !

Every Christmas it was the same gift from Mom, a subscription to the ‘Picture of the Month’ Club.

Once on one of the hoarding “reality” shows, I heard a woman refer to her junk as OB-jets Dee Art. I’m sure in her mind her overstuffed double-wide looked like this painting.

What a great idea! And I thought I didn’t have enough wall space for all the family pictures, travel photos, paintings, calendars, wall hangings, etc.

Bernard reading in his Quonset hut.

“Let me show you pictures of my vacation,” before the invention of photography.

His rooms, rich with art, are sustaining / His passionate interest in painting / From the walls of his halls / To the horse-stable stalls / There is hardly a square inch remaining!

Before photographs, this is what it took to have a “wall full of crazy”.

Wait until his wife returns from her trip abroad!

John found it too frickin easy to order off Amazon.

Bernard puzzled over why his housekeepers never stayed more than a few weeks…

As the curator of the Masterpieces on Velvet museum, Herbert enjoyed many a day of peaceful solitude until his money ran out and he starved to death.

Instead of books he would never read, he used paintings he would never look at.

And each of those paintings is of the same room.

He learned from hard experience that paintings covering the walls were okay, but covering the ceiling could be a problem.

that’ because he has someone to do the dusting

Its new to me

Librarian Segerstéen in his home: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Johan_Krouthen_-_Stiftsbibliotekare_Segersteen_i_sitt_hem_1885.jpg 

(best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) has info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image at 

http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/2021/11/masterpiece-2835.html 

I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval) pointing to the artist info I used to point to here. First work, by this artist, used here (2 times total, including this different caption repeat). 

https://www.gocomics.com/that-is-priceless/2019/06/26?comments=visible 

has the first time this was used here (my comment, perhaps more than one, there was deleted by the GoComics Moderator, as some may recall).

Bernard grew tired of his childrens artwork all over the walls, and in that moment inspiration hit, and he was determined to invent the refrigerator.

a Victorian hoarder, OR a OCD paint by number compulsive.

There’s a way to dispel Winter’s gloom / in December, when Holidays loom. / With small “doors” walls are laden, / thus Johan has made an / Advent Calendar out of this room.

He prefers company that is quiet Does not wish to see pictures that move As they sit in their frames He recalls all their names But he needn’t care if they approve.

knock knock

Drat! It’s the traveling salesman selling pictures again!

I can never seem to say no to her!

I was going to make a flip-book … but then I was given a great price on gilded frames.

He decided while still in Lyceum/

that someday he’d found a museum../

When he did, it was small../

there were cracks in the wall../