That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for July 18, 2023

The artist painting the art scholar. Talk about kissing up.

The most uninteresting man in the world.

The cushion is wonderfully deep/

And nobody heard a peep/

But something’s amiss/

For we just heard a hiss-s-s…/

It’s a secret that just won’t keep…

(For we cannot escape from the seep…)

Now I know that too much tanning is bad for you, but this guy needs to get out into the sun a little – if he wasn’t wasn’t dangling his glaces like that, I would have been certain that he was ready to be embalmed.

Now he seems to be raising one cheek -/

This could be a serious leak/

It could even be moist/

And that calls for a hoist../

We all recognize the technique…

Enough of this tasteless fare -/

It’s beneath my poetical flare!

I’m far too refined/

for a work of this kind./

Still- I fear for his underwear..

/// If you pose for them, painters will claim

that your portrait enhances your fame.

Henri Hyams, art scholar,

may have died poor, in squalor.

All I know of this guy is his name.

/// A Google search didn’t provide

any data on Hyams— I tried.

Could it be that Henri

got this likeness for free?

To get Testas to paint it, he lied.

A sure sign of a guy that ripped his pants and is trying to act nonchalant.

He sat on a whoopie cushion.

“I don’t believe my eyes Emily, you’re stark naked!”

“I’m so far past disappointed in you, that I’m not even disappointed in you.”

That’s a vinyl sound.

He looks like a high schooler with a fake mustache.

Looks like a man that’s been nagged by his wife for fifty years. Don’t ask me how I know.

“Pardon me, would you have any Grey Poupon?”

“I’m very worried you won’t capture the real me.”

Why yes, these are Levi’s

Martin Short is beginning to regret the bratwurst & broccoli he had for lunch.

I can see better without my glasses…much better!

Thomas Edison’s worthless half brother, Roland “Outage” Edison

Bleary eyed..had a rough night?

“I’ve had a second tequila and you’re starting to look quite attractive.”

The dog did it.

I often wonder what I might think if I should see one of these paintings at an exhibition—-would I remember the quote attributed to it here!!

Nuthin’s as erosive as a meal that turns explosive in the mor-ornin’…

The Art Scholar Henri Hymans: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Willem de Famars Testas" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, 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 Henri, and click its link for info and links that point to more info (perhaps best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) about this roughly jumbo envelope size, watercolor on paper painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3166 (July 18, 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. First work by him used here.

is that you? Jeffery, I’ve bent my glasses and you don’t look the same.

Now see here, Dr. Freud, I was NOT thinking about my mother.

Putting on airs.

Yes … I have yellow fever.

Why are you backing up?

“Are there days when you have that ‘not so fresh’ feeling?”