Snaps in the museum…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s dictionary words are: wampee, walty, wallydrag, waldhorn, wagenboom, wanigan, and futhork. Please have these words looked up and placed in suitable sentences ready for Professor Mouldie first thing after breakfast tomorrow morning. The professor will arrive dressed as a geisha and will perform the famous tea ceremony prior to the lesson – mocking will not be tolerated.

Around this time last year I buzzed off to Liverpool on the train to see an exhibition of Roy Lichtenstein’s work (It was great, I do like Roy!) at the Tate Liverpool gallery. On my way from Lime Street Station down to the Pier Head I had a look in the Walker Art Gallery too. They have plenty of nice old figurative sculpture in there, shiny smooth white marble bodies – lovely!… I couldn’t resist taking a couple of snaps…

You see, at night, when it’s dark, and no one is watching, and they are out of the public gaze, these characters get to relax a bit. Over the decades relationships have blossomed and waned, and possibly blossomed again between them. When they freeze back into their poses in the morning ready for the day’s visitors there is still a hint of ‘something emotional’ lingering in the air though.
I don’t know what the lady in the top picture said to the chap during the night, but it obviously didn’t go down very well. Just look at him, he’s inwardly fuming and seething…
And in the bottom one the lion-tiger-leopard* beast is saying, ‘Look! Just stop resting your bloody elbow on my head will you!…’
* I suppose that could be a tiger, but you can’t really carve stripes in marble, or can you? Or carve spots if it’s a leopard… I think the lesson from this is, if you are a stone carver, stick to lions, at least the male ones have manes to distinguish them – you want the viewers to admire your carving skill, and not stand there scratching their heads and having long discussions about what the hell type of big cat it’s supposed to be!…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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4 Responses to Snaps in the museum…

  1. Sharon Mann says:

    haha, love you interpretation…I was thinking the man on top was saying to the woman, “Have you seen my pants?” and she say, “Find them yourself, I’m trying to find my skirt.”

  2. I think the ones at the top are having a tiff about shopping. She wants to go back and find that nice top she was looking at the other day, and he is in a strop trying to think of an excuse not to go. “We can’t, dear, it raining, look, CHUCKING it down!” and she’s all haughtily replying “YOU can hold the umbrella then, seeing as YOU have arms and I DON’T!”

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