Studio Jantze by Michael Jantze for January 15, 2022

Uh oh.

One summer the neighborhood kid who was about five learned how to whistle and he spent the next three months walking around the block whistling a happy tune first thing every morning.

Yeah, just ask his mother

How about The Whistler? He knows many things.

I wanted to whistle while I was at work, but I only know happy tunes.

An old and sexist adage: Whistling girls and crowing hens never come to very good ends.

Especially a nonchalant whistler leaving a disturbance.

Especially one who’s an artist. I hear his mother never forgave him …

Always have to wonder what they’re hiding

OK, folks. “Whistler’s Mother” is a painting of an archetypical Mother, NOT his mother.

Trustworthy lifetime whistler who hits a correct note evvvvvery so often.