Edmund Blair Leighton, English
Pioneer Woman Trying to Remember Where the F*** She Parked, 1918
Oil on panel
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THROWBACK THURSDAY: MASTERPIECE #1262 (7/22/15)
Artist info is pointed to in my comment at a prior blog entry.
Thanks! Corrected.
Perhaps the 1918 is easier to see at the lower left in the humongous
image, provided by https://www.bonhams.com/auctions/14218/lot/161/, documenting its sale. That's when it was painted (not 1883).
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LOL I can always rely on these for a morning laugh.
Thank you for that !
Patience, having drawn the short straw, took the family’s lead as the designated locator of land mines.
/// Patience walks at a slow, steady pace,
and remembers this isn’t a race.
Keeps a sharp eye for signs
of those buried land mines,
so the road won’t blow up in her face.
/// If one’s found, the end need not be dire.
She will simply turn ‘round and inquire:
“The mine just started ticking,
so, I need some help picking;
should I sever the red or blue wire?”
/// Overnight in the farmers’ north field
came a pattern that sunrise revealed.
Many “rings” that were bare
(the crops no longer there),
like a guide to some treasure concealed.
/// People followed the crop circle trail.
(Might it lead to an alien grail?)
They’d gone twice round each ring
without finding a thing,
then stopped short when they heard the cows wail.
/// They’re prepared to take up arms and battle
who (or what) ever tortured their cattle.
These obscene mutilations,
followed “disk” visitations,
(if you listen to drunk farmers prattle).
/// “Dinner Time” once again. Ma’s forlorn.
It is hard, at this time, not to mourn
for the terrible price,
their supreme sacrifice—
feeding children to things in the corn.