Camille Félix Bellanger, French
Florence Would’ve Ordinarily Given More Thought To Her Outfit, But She’d Been Told This Meeting Was Going To Be a Zoom, Date Unknown
Oil on canvas
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Info, or perhaps links that point to more info, about this artist can be found here (archived, if necessary), here (archived, if necessary), here (can be read in full for free on Fridays), here (archived, if necessary), and here, perhaps in addition to what’s in his French Wikipedia page (Google translated, if necessary).
/// Though her Portrait ’s half done, there’s no doubt
Madame Belanger posed with a pout.
Camille-Félix, that fool,
went to finishing school,
but before he had finished, dropped out.
/// She sat seething and thinking how each
of her girlfriends would see this and screech
with cruel laugher, then ask
whether she’d worn a mask
when she dipped in that huge vat of bleach.
/// Or perhaps, they would damn with praise faint
about how it seemed she had “lost weight.”
Or inquire with concern,
“Does your lower half burn
from a bath in Titanium paint?”
/// Camille’s wife is so radiant there,
that the only way which he could share
how she seems from waist down,
(even wearing a gown),
is to paint us a blinding white glare.
/// He had painted his wife’s right profile
to disguise the sour insincere smile
she wore when he would try
to look her in the eye.
Painting ceased when she called his work “vile.”
/// Camille’s wife was an outgoing flirt,
wed to him, a complete introvert.
Why it’s unfinished ain’t
that he ran out of paint—
it’s that she kept on losing her skirt.
/// There’s a reason she’s somewhat unseen.
Boots and skirt and umbrella are green.
She was later dismayed
to learn this exact shade
matched the chroma key green background screen.