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Unlike dear old Vince, it is my eyes rather than my ears that give me trouble. Will someone please disabuse me of the notion that the picture (photograph!?) in the background is that of a man buggering a goat.
He's obviously wearing an earwig. (You could buy them in this style at Woolworth's for one and eleven at one time.) This is a useful factor in dating paintings like this, especially as the practice to which VS refers so gracefully gradually died out with the introduction of the loofah.
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What's that you say? I can't ear you.
You want me to wax lyrical?
It's still a little ear-ly in the day for that here, thank you.
For what ear?
This ear?
Unlike dear old Vince, it is my eyes rather than my ears that give me trouble.
Will someone please disabuse me of the notion that the picture (photograph!?) in the background is that of a man buggering a goat.
I'm afraid you're right, Vicus. He was into all that.
He's obviously wearing an earwig. (You could buy them in this style at Woolworth's for one and eleven at one time.) This is a useful factor in dating paintings like this, especially as the practice to which VS refers so gracefully gradually died out with the introduction of the loofah.
Has Vincent been at the pick 'n' mix again?
Everyone knows the goat buggerer was Seurat.
Vincent liked to watch though, hence the painting.
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