Old Men
So, I was sitting at The Topeka Art Guild making out my entries for the next show and I hear:
“That’s awful. I don’t like that painting.” The woman with him said “It’s not a painting; it’s quilted.”
THAT got my attention.
“Well it’s terrible and I don’t like it.” “Why not?” she asked.
“Well, just look at it. It’s a picture of a cow jumping off a hill into broken glass. A cow wouldn’t do that. It’s no good and I don’t like it.”
I couldn’t help it. “It’s a splash,” I said, “It’s water.”
“Well it looks like broken glass to me, and I don’t like it!”
The old curmudgeon was thankfully on his way out and I wanted to shout after him- “You are entitled to your own opinion even if you are full of sh–!” But of course, I didn’t.
The guy sitting across from me said, “I guess when you are 92, you can say anything you want.”
You gotta love old men.
Or not.
September 14th, 2010 at 3:35 pm
Or NOT!!!! LOL…. Probably needs cataract surgery anyway….
Gwynette
September 16th, 2010 at 12:51 am
Only twenty more years and I can be rude and opinionated? Or does it only apply to “Old Men”? Wonder what made him think of broken glass. It definitely looks like water to me. Guess we gotta give him credit for even attending an art show.