“For we are not pans and barrows, nor even porters of the fire and torch-bearers,…”
Nor are we cats!
Still emphysematous from laughter. I received this image from Jerry: another badly painted “cat.”
Is he an Imperial Walker?
Is he a tooth?
Is he in the initial stages of spaghettification?
Indeed, what is it? I renounce this too, to the eye of the beholder. For I present another painting of a “cat,” which carries with it even more limitless hilarity; he/she/it resembles not – even in the smallest degree – any other cat…ever. One friend hypothesised that medieval artists hadn’t grasped how to…grasp implements such as paintbrushes or palate knives; however, this work is not quite medieval; it is mid-nineteenth century. Is it an unattainable endeavour to persuade a cat to remain immobile? This guy certainly appears to be moving. I stand by my aforementioned ultimate contemplation: the unavoidable inference that this Artist too, just didn’t like cats!