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Augusta is the home of the
Masters (where the art is in puttering around)
By Joe Pivetti
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Next
time you and a pal are in a museum sandwich shop, try asking for
Rubens with plenty of Manets, But if you're a Quebecois yearning for chips, curds and gravy, you should just name your Poussin. After that snack, you should go to the museum gift shop, and buy some Dalis for your daughters; Then buy a postcard and ask about stamps, so a clerk can tell you to put your Monet where your mouth is. If walking made you late for docent work, you might say "I'd've Rodin, but we couldn't make the van Gogh." If converting old scanned archives and a floppy needs a quick clearing, try using a Degas like an old IT pro. The same might go, after saving to an mp3 file, for that old art appreciation tape on Cassatt. Then, if all that works wanged you out...for the trek back home, call a cab, because you are Toulouse-Lautrec. If you said you'd go dutch and sneakily drive off, you best check the rear-Vermeer to see if you're #1. Then, when your lunch mates have caught up, try saying "Watteau you mean, I thought this was a free one." Then add, "hey, the next one's on me" and pray against Gaugin, with surf and turf orders from the whole clan. Later, you'll find, thankfully, that you're off the hook, because "you're being transferred to Georgia," Cézanne. |