When the Girlettes saw Rembrandt's "Lucretia" at the Art Institute yesterday, they were moved.
They said,
"She was making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to eat in bed, and she got jam all over her nightgown!And they voted to do that one.
You can see she feels bad about it. Maybe there wasn't any more and she'll have to eat plain peanut butter..."
They acknowledge they have taken historical liberties:
"She probably wouldn't have had Smucker's strawberry jam, because it was long ago. Probably hers was homemade. That was probably even better, and so she's even sadder than we are."
I almost never photoshop these re-creations, but I did take her smile down a titch.
"I looked too happy in the original."
I got the single-serve Smucker's from a restaurant this morning. I didn't eat there, I just knew they had these.
"Can I buy one?" I asked the server. "I need it for an art project."
She gave me one for free. So nice.
I said I'd come back and show her what I made with it.
If you've done this sort of thing (set up tableaux), you know it's harder —well, or futzier— than it looks.
For instance, I dyed the
hairnet blue. It was too big, so while it was still damp, I cut part of
it off. Later I realized it'd stuck to the bottom of my sandal and I'd
tracked blue paint all over.
Also, did we get jam on the armchair?
Yes, but JUST A LITTLE!
The final version once more, by itself:
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