#38 - the paint by numbers clown (09-97) 



the plaza art fair isn't the height of taste. if you like several hundred tents of glossy ceramics, couch-matching art, tchotchquesque woodwork, bowls, glass, you name it--then the plaza art fair is for you. art, not so much. a paint-by-numbers clown would have been a joke a few years ago, but apparently paint by numbers kits from the fifties are apparently quite big among those-in-the-know, so this really gets ironic--and ahead of its time!

lessee . . . do not block door open - mgt. check. no vandalism on the stair, though. those stairs look different every time . . . i don't mention mortimer's mother again, although his uncle does make a brief appearance eventually. i would actually pay good money for a picture of elvis--even on velvet--revealing the sacred heart . . . maybe i'll just do that myself . . . i read somewhere a couple of years ago that the 'cult' of elvis had all the elements of an incipient religion. i think that it will not in the end develop . . . since mr. presley has been, allegedly, dead since 1977 and no religion has developed in the meantime . . . still, Jeshua Christos, the Messiah, was off this planet for a few decades before a tiny jewish sect began to stand out. perhaps the king of rock and roll will in His good time be recognized as the King of Kings and Lord of Hosts.

and again with the glancing blows . . . christopher . . . Hope . . . spending the night . . . and she's engaged! she's engaged to marry someone else. well, the animals want to talk about it as little as i did, so who can blame any one of us.

that's some gawdawful wash in the last four panels. don't expect me to defend it.





 

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