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Weaselface, yourself

It’s Garbage Day, callooh callay! The happiest day of the week!

Eh. Not really. Between the two of us, we’re one saved cardboard box and a jam jar from being hoarders. Just…not tidy people. But tonight we made an effort to round up some junk and pitch it. I was most surprised when this thing fell out of an envelope.

This thing. This drawing. It’s a nice reproduction of a master drawing by Charles Le Brun (1619–1690), the dude Charles Louis XIV called the greatest French artist who ever lived.

Yeah. Some endorsements are not so good for your rep. (Ask Wagner. Or don’t; he’s dead).

Le Brun’s paintings are exactly the kind of pompous rubbish you can imagine the Sun King eating up with a spoon. But his drawings had an influence on art for a century or more — mostly his notions of conveying emotion on the human face.

This thing, though, is a part of a series of drawings — a philosophy, I suppose — known as le Brun’s Physiognomy. He’s trying to relate people faces to animal faces. With absolutely no success, if you ask me. They all look like creepy genetic experiments.

Anyway, these are the weasel faced ladies. When it turned up, Uncle B exclaimed, “I wondered where that got to! I bought that for your birthday. Or Christmas. I don’t remember; it was years ago.”

It was in the current bills-to-pay pile. Ladies and gentlemen, my housekeeping.

Comments


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: November 3, 2014, 10:38 pm

I dunno. If they put on a fur suit & got all yiffy wit it, they might pass muster.


Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 3, 2014, 11:18 pm

I agree – I find his studies interesting but unconvincing.

I did find a picture of a man whom I have just decided is my idol for my old age…..from this day forward, I will emulate him!

http://media.boingboing.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/NewImage153.png


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: November 3, 2014, 11:45 pm

Some Veg:

That pic has been on our fridge since 2011. He is my hero.


Comment from Bikeboy
Time: November 3, 2014, 11:50 pm

Teeth or fangs? It’s hard to tell, since they’re not mouth-breathers obviously.


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: November 3, 2014, 11:59 pm

…Charles XIV…

ITYM Louis XIV.


Comment from unkawill
Time: November 4, 2014, 12:24 am

I just spent 10 hours going through and pitching my Moms left behind possessions,that had no sentimental value.Another 10 hours spent going through my junkpile of crap left over from 6 years in Iraq and Afghanistan and 5 here in the states being an OTR Trucker. All to make space for the future Mrs Unkawill. Nice bonfire for paperwork,large donation to goodwill and a pickup load for the scrapyard. Still tough to let go.


Comment from RushBabe
Time: November 4, 2014, 2:33 am

Sorry to ‘jack this thread, but does CrabbyOldBat’s pick of Brittany Maynard in the Dead Pool make her a winner?


Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: November 4, 2014, 3:23 am

I got a new shaving brush this week. It’s made of Badger bristles. Thanks, uncle B! I hope it didn’t hurt too much.


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: November 4, 2014, 4:10 am

I am now unpacking from a move that I spent a long time preparing for. I am not a hoarder and I culled a lot, but good grief. Do I really need three sets of Pyrex 4-pc. mixing bowls? Apparently I do.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 4, 2014, 8:32 am

Who the hell is Brittany Maynard?

And thanks, Rich. You’re right. Fixed.


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: November 5, 2014, 9:49 pm

S. Weasel @ November 4, 2014, 8:32 am: Who the hell is Brittany Maynard?

She was a 29-year-old woman who killed herself yesterday, having previously declared her intention some months ago.

She had terminal brain cancer, and said she wanted to die without a long period of severe pain and mental breakdown.

She became the current “poster girl” of the assisted-suicide movement.


Comment from ermine
Time: November 6, 2014, 8:23 pm

She’s hot.

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