That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for June 30, 2023

“Where is the gotd@m DJ?!”

You can tell that this isn’t an Irish wake, as there is no body on the table.

Please note exhibit A: Child labor.

“What do you want to do?” I don’t know, what do you want to do?" “I don’t know…”

Matilda organized a wake to morn the loss of her virginity after 48 beautiful years together.

/// Julius Paulsen was throwing a party.

He’s a painter, so guests expect arty.

“Gourmet food, wines to drink,

and nude models, I’d think.”

thought Prof. Brainard, (a certified smarty).

/// But when guests arrived, none were acquainted.

Meager food, so a few nearly fainted.

Conversation was dull;

small talk then a long lull.

They’re invited to pose and be painted.

Apparently the painter is the only guest to get bleary-eyed drunk. Well, at least somebody is having fun.

“A forest fire in Canada? Thank God! I was afraid it was macular degeneration!”

Said noone ever.

The philosophers were left in silent awe at her wisdom. After years of debating and analyzing the Flatulence Theorem, little Abigail simply stated “He who smelt it, dealt it.”

I see this painting and I hearJudy Collins singing “Send in the Clowns”.

Julius Paulsen – “My inspiration was to replicate a photograph that was taken in low light without the flash.”

“Bored meeting”.

The Ellingtons’ evening parties were rather “dim” before they installed the new electrical lighting.

A typical day at the office for the GoatKomix Overlords & Arbitors of Good Taste.

I’d hate to see the worst

The behavior was unrestrained/

No trace of decorum remained/

But in spite of it all/

As best they recall/

Not one of them ever complained…

The pipe and soup club eagerly await the big reveal: bisque or chowder.

(Meanwhile in Canada) "Umm…yeah. Uh… we’ll take the indica and the big bag of ketchup chips…

I didn’t know it was possible to make a painting look like someone’s last known photograph.

“They said “Hire a stripper, it’ll be fun.” But no, I went with a Mime instead. Bah."

Jessica tries to liven things up by bringing out the Limburger cheese.

That’s the last time I invite my cousin Pat. He said he was a comedian, he said he’s been on TV with a famous couple of brothers, he said he ran for president, he said he was funny. But no – he’s so dead pan, he put everyone to sleep.

The pause in conversation had lasted nearly three hours. It was starting to become awkward.

A Party in the Artist’s Home: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Living rooms in Denmark in art" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, Ecosia and Yandex search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found and once there find the text string kms3313, and click its link for info and links that point to more info (perhaps best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) about this huge painting.

 

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3157 (June 30, 2023) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger, if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to the blog entry with my comment with artist info I used to point to here. So far, 2 works by him have been used here, the June 28, 2023, strip being the prior.

Senator: The booze is great, but I question having only one blond in the room!

They were deceitfully using affirmative action to get their kids into college. But now . . .

Life at the old folks home just wasn’t the same since the passing of Abigail the streaker.

the family, discussing whether or not to fire the maid® who, served the fat lady (l) to much food against orders and killed her chances to get pawned off by marriage.

Gathering, after the reading of the will…

It looks like one of those gray-on-gray works where the police try to cover up graffiti on a wall…

Who’s up for strip poker?

This lad’s in appalling condition/

but he’s also a boy with a mission/because of his weight/

He’s more than a portrait/

He’s a one man art exhibition !

Julius is depressed because none of the friends he invited over has offered to buy his, er, less successful works he hung on the wall.

Outside the newly designated Unisex Bathroom. All wondering if they would go blind and get hairy palms if the went in there to often.