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Hanging up her Freudian slip, she posed for a portrait--painted, lost, and fortuitously recovered from the ravages of war and time.
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igaylebug said...
huh?
mojonoto said...
Can't stop imagining the life. She's lucky she's got a hanger and a slip. Very moving photo
igaylebug: coincidence, or "factual romance"? http://www.jpeterman.com/Dresses-caftans-ensembles/Emancipation-Outfit ; Identical garment, different stories, born years apart.
This has been one of my favorites since the day I first signed in. You've submitted some stunning work and I also appreciate that you are thoughtful and sincere in your comments to others...without giving any harsh criticism.
Oh, janej78, thank you. In the beginning when I was really uniformed and before I obtained an education, etc., people were so nice and supportive to "lost soul" me. I struggled and didn't catch on quickly, but mostly, critiques were actually hilarious, and I still laugh at some-many, actually--photo adventures. There is some GREAT work here, and I don't want us to lose one another. I am looking into doing print exchanges and possibly a book, I mean, in the era of Cafe Press and on-demand printing, why not? Please stay tuned. I enjoy the views through the eyes and in the minds of others here. Lots of funny and smart people around, not to mention well-traveled.
And where does the portrait hang now, yeye? Must you leave us hanging also? There is room here for the rest of the story as my namesake would say. If you must demur, we will understand; if too demure, we will accept sans protest.
paolos, whatever your background is, it has certainly caused you to be so very effective in dealing with just about any personality type here. Surely I speak for others and say that "across the board" (how I hate cliches, but this is, after all, some sort of forum or board),we all look forward to your cogent and often levity-laced manner: how you juxtapose titles and gently turn strangeness into humor. You do make us chuckle and think, and not necessarily in that order. As Thurber once wrote, "some nights she threw them all."
A decade after the portrait was acquired by the Isabella Gardener Museum in Boston--the commissioner having disppeared in Havana after an art deco hydrofoil sunk in the harbor, and he was blamed--the portrait was stolen, along with another. It resurfaced at Christies some years ago, after a woman in New York found it behind a false wall in her apartment. It was returned to the subject's granddaughter, who looks a lot like her elder. So make sure to look behind all your faux walls for paintings. There may be one or two works--you never know. Sort of like geocaching, but with art.
There is remarkable work in this competition, and I continue to be amazed at what has been entered, don't you?