Man About Mayfair
by Sir Basil Seal
Mr. Robbo T. Llama Butcher
You
have been nominated for
membership
in
our august society.
You will submit your application
and
consider yourself on super secret probation.
During
your probationary period you will
take this work of art entitled
"Still Life"
(notice the fruit)
and
display it on your website(s), make it your screen saver
and
display it, suitably framed of course, in your study
and
your office until further notice.
If
you appreciate this beautiful work of art
more and more each day
then
you are a suitable candidate
for our society.
We
will be in touch.
The Committee
RCBfA
I assume, almost immediately, Patum Peperium will be scolded for diverting some amongst the humorless Catholics from their paths to sanctity.
If Robbo finds himself oddly conflicted about this still life, I hope he takes to heart what I think is the governing sentiment of the RCBfA: I fell into bad company, and I had a wonderful time.
Posted by: Old Dominion Tory | June 04, 2008 at 01:27 PM
Perdicaris alive, or the Raisuli dead!
Posted by: MCNS | June 04, 2008 at 01:43 PM
Ah, I see the reply from the America Bashaw has arrived.
Posted by: Old Dominion Tory | June 04, 2008 at 02:28 PM
Oh, my.
Why is it that the sharif bears an uncanny resemblance to Howard Keel in his "Kiss Me Kate" period?
"But what do you do,
At a quarter to two,
With only a shrew
To kiss?"
Join up with Lawrence of Arabia, evidently.
Posted by: Robbo the Llama Butcher | June 04, 2008 at 04:59 PM
My my, I did not know 1950ish looking nude full frontal high heeled women looked so smashing in the desert. I think T.E. Lawerence would of looked the other way if you catch my drift.
Ah, the clash of civilizations!
Posted by: mario mandingo | June 05, 2008 at 11:34 AM
My dear Basil, I thought the RCBfA were for *art*--as in Titian’s “Venus of Orbino”, or Courbet’s “Reclining Nude”, or Cezanne’s “Bathers”—and not for the kitsch posted above. It looks as if it’s been taken straight from one of those tacky book covers from the 1950s:
http://readingthepast.blogspot.com/2008/05/epitome-of-tackiness.html
Posted by: Christine | June 06, 2008 at 06:23 AM
Actually, Christine, the samples you chose are a little tame. Without putting too fine a point on it, we of the RCBFA prefer our graphics a little more...how shall I say this...graphic.
Also, they would find no place in our archives because of the marked absence of fruit.
Posted by: Mr. Peperium | June 06, 2008 at 07:52 AM
Yes, "no fruit, no art" is our motto...If you know where we can find more tacky book covers for our collection, please let us know. Pictures of nude reclining bathers would do as well...As long as they're suitably tacky.
Posted by: Basil Seal | June 06, 2008 at 09:37 AM
Gosh, makes you think life in the desert might not be so bad after all...
Posted by: Andrew Cusack | June 06, 2008 at 11:58 AM
Ahem... Isn't there fruit in the bowl there on the lower right? It took me a while to find it, I was drawn the the lady's lovely necklace...
Posted by: The Maximum Leader | June 07, 2008 at 12:25 PM
Oops. Sorry... Misread the comments earlier about fruit. As I said, I was distracted by the lady's jewelry.
Posted by: The Maximum Leader | June 07, 2008 at 12:26 PM