Monday, April 11, 2011

Falleni Sits For His Portrait


I do not care for perfection.

I love the odd and disfigured.


Good thing, too.


Lately whenever I am frustrated or despairing of human activity I picture us all as a big, unruly troop of chimpanzees.

It really helps.






Blogger Elizabeth said...

Are we nitpicking each other, then? :)

5:46 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

that's about the best thing we do for each other.

combing through each other's fur, picking out the things that torment us, and eating them.

that's love.

5:50 PM  
Blogger Petit fleur said...

That's much more generous than when I am despairing. I think of us all as a cancer sucking the life out of our mother.

But then, I've been known as the resident jaded fatalist for some time now.

I like your version better. Less depressing with some chaotic amusement rolled in.

Hang in.

6:06 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

Petit Fleur-

chaotic amusement is my raison d'etre.


6:19 PM  
Blogger Maggie May said...

*picking the fleas off my husband*

6:21 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

no greater love....

6:25 PM  
Blogger Radish King said...

I was scratching my butt when I read this.

wv : ponat : I don't know what it is but I like it because it sounds dirty.

6:50 PM  
Blogger deirdre said...

oh my god. this made me gasp. there is something about this figure, this man, this piece of work you've created that I know. I don't see the monkey in this, I see someone I recognize far too well. I can't explain.

5:49 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...




6:46 AM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...


Woot. That reaction makes me happy.



6:47 AM  
Blogger Ms. Moon said...

I wish we were more like Bonobos but what are you gonna do?

6:59 PM  
Blogger tearful dishwasher said...

Ms. Moon-

some of us are.

7:14 PM  
Blogger Mim said...

Our closest primate relative, right? I want to "go ape" only in the best sense, in astonishment.

Be well, dear Tearful . . .

9:42 AM  

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