This one is called 'Filet Mignon'
It was done by the artist
Earlier this year
It's a portrait of her neighbor
Engaged in an extra-martial affair
Notice her sly grin
As she admits her lover
A rather unattractive man
Into her residence
Notice the plate on the table
We get a mere glimpse
Of what she's serving him
Filet Mignon
We can only imagine this is not something
That she would serve her husband
Please don't get too close
It's very important
That we don't disturb the art
With our presence
Just yesterday I had some movie stars
From the film they're shooting downtown
Come in and disturb this entire place
With their negative auras
Now, in this next portrait--
'Man on Park Bench'
We have an older man
Sitting on a park bench
Outside a museum
Eating a ham sandwich
The artist captured this man
Over the course of two weeks
Watching him while crouched in a bush
Hoping he would sit long enough each time
For her to capture his essence
I look at this painting
And I like to believe he's a mute
Someone without a voice
Obviously homeless
And destitute
An outcast
Deranged?
Perhaps
Now this next--
Oh...
Well...
This wasn't here yesterday
Uh...
Okay, well--
It's not like I can't assess the portrait on the spot
It'll be fun--for all of us
It'll be like improv
Without the comedy
So, let's see...
This is a portrait of a woman
A...rather...doughy woman
Pudgy, one might say
And she's...undressed...as you can see
Not totally naked, but...uh...undressed
And she's...well...from her coloring, I'd say she's...
...post-coital
Uh, and...well...it's clear that the artist...has perhaps...
...or is...rather...disgusted by her
Despite the fact
That this was clearly painted
Over a series of evenings
During which raucous lovemaking
Was a regular occurrence
But now perhaps the artist is tired of her
Perhaps the artist doesn't care that she--the subject
Left her husband for the artist
Changed her entire perception of art and sexuality
All so she could live inside this genius
This lying deceitful vindictive lesbian genius!
You know, from looking at this
I think it's clear that the artist was laughing
She was laughing when she painted this
Laughing and screeching
At her subject
This poor, deluded fool
Who stupidly sat there
With her breasts exposed
Allowing her ignorance
To be captured on a whore's canvas!
Does anyone have a pen? A marker?
A KNIFE?
SOMEBODY GIVE ME A KNIFE!
To hell with it, I'll use my fingernails!
. . . . .
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I...
I'm going to need to end this tour a little early
But before I do
I'd like to show you a preview
Of next month's artist
She has one absolutely fascinating portrait
Of her husband's male lover
Isn't art...liberating?
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