That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for January 03, 2025

I really need cataract surgery…..this is getting serious.

Fred knows the best bait to catch fish. Lilly knows the best bait to catch Fred

Aphrodite doffed her nightie

Prepared to bathe her goddess bod

Pissarro witnessed it by happenstance

And painted her upon the lakeside sod

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The old man seemed to pose no harm

So she let him continue painting

He showed her then the finished work

And it did her rep no tainting

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“Admit my shape’s really not too bad

For one that’s had so many kits

Thirteen, I think I’ve had thus so far

And no gross stretch marks or sagging t!ts.”

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Pissarro did agree it certainly was true

Of all the bathers he painted in his life

This goddess made them seem almost plain —

But still he did prefer his faithful wife

….and just like that, all the teenage boys in town discovered tan lines.

/// Anne, The Bather, took care to seclude

in a place where no one would intrude.

When she dropped her chemise

she thought “Nobody sees,”

but Pissarro ensured she’ll be viewed.

The ‘holding breath under water’ contest will begin as soon as first prize is in place.

Oh, she wins! She definitely wins!

I need to find my glasses

Jacqueline hoped that a quick dip in the cold river would clear her mind…..and her vision.

Focus! FOCUS!

Bartholdi’s initial concept drawing for what he originally intended to be The Statue Of Liberties.

She has never won a race, but is very popular on the circuit.

Darn – what a day to leave my glasses at home!

“You got this, Girl! It’s in the bag!”

…reduce wind resistance, and get the male competitors to trip over their tongues.

“I thought that water looked funny. See what it did to my skin?”

The Bather: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Paintings of standing women" Wikimedia 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, and Brave 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 Bather, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly B4 paper size painting. 

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3437 (January 3, 2025) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you crop what’s after .png from the URL). I’ve added a comment there pointing to the info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, first work by him used here.

docent: “and here students, we see the results of painting while one hand is being used for other things”

Hyacinth getting ready for riparian delights, just as soon as Richard gets here.

Face and hands are a ruddy red-brown,

but her torso is white as a clown.

And as for her dress

well, the whole things a mess.

Is she pulling that rag up or down?

(or did Pissaro just photoshop her head on?)

Now where did I put my IUD. there’s a brunch later?

Camille had never be so angry at himself for forgetting to change his glasses before he takes a walk.

Decrease wind resistance…Increase spectators!!

Awesome timing as I am at an impressionist exhibit in DC.

She: I hope that handsome man is spying today……

There are times when impressionism is the wrong choice.

It pleases me not to report/

That M. Pisarro’s consort/

Possesses a comical/

Shape anatomical:/

She’s a genuine “genetic sport”.

(That right arm is really strange.)

Herewith, M. Pisarro’s depiction/

Of a woman without the restriction/

Of the fluttering filaments/

Of excess habiliments/

And a low coefficient of friction!

(Kudos to “prrdh” for the wind resistance idea !)

In direct response to Steve’s caption:

/// In a sack race you progress by hopping,

and to win keep it up with no stopping.

From her hops Jackie jiggled;

the men leered and she giggled.

By the end she was wheezing and flopping.

1895 was a record year for volunteers for the annual world sack race competition.