The Old Masters – re-interpreted 159

And a very happy Midwinter to you. Indeed, last night was the winter solstice and the longest night of the year; which means that you got much, much more sleep than you would have say, if you stayed up all night thinking of smart-Alec captions to Olde Master paintings.

As Italian painters go (which, arguably, are not as well as their scooters), you might get quite good mileage out of a bloke called Tiziano Vecelli or Tiziano Vecellio – or as the Poms know him, “Titian”. Don’t hold back folks, because there is nothing more inconvenient than linseed oil and Chrome Yellow in your Gnocchi.


No darling, while Daddy is more interested in his organ and Garage Band than Mommy, there’s no chance of a little brother or sister.


Now, it is not often that a very talented artist knows about this blog – much less thinks enough of it to request – REQUEST!!! to be misinterpreted. There might be better ways of being immortalised than to have a second rate comic (no, make that third rate wannabe comic) compose asinine captions – it will at least provide some well deserved exposure. The artist’s name is Daniel Mooy, you can find him here and here is an example of his work which I’ve captioned below…..

Alice - through the looking glass - literally

Shatterprufe Alice – through the looking glass.


About Freud Fission Chips

Despite the banality of the name, FFC has led an intensely varied life. Grateful for surviving almost three years as a 'troepie' (soldier for non-South African Readers) in the Angolan war, he determined to wring as much out of life as possible. Currently providing Business Analysis services, trading on the stock market and developing web pages to pay the bills, FFC also dabbles in wildlife, landscape and people photography, writing, and far too many interests for his own good. He has also travelled extensively in southern Africa (working on the sound theory that a moving target is more dificult to hit). These peregrinations also include over 1500kms on foot through some of the worlds most spectacular scenery. It hasn't all been plain sailing, beer and skittles, and endless beds of roses... Chief amongst the prerequisites for surviving Africa, with its mind-bending characteristics, is an appropriate sense of humour.... So, for now, he will be recounting the amusing among the annoying, the frustrating wrapped in the funny and extracting the mirth from the melancholy... Oh yes, there might be some alliteration too.
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