I once borrowed a book that contained quite a few of Odilon Redon's art, and I dimly recall seeing a small image that is the inspiration for this piece. Since I no longer have the book, I assume the image was a lithograph, but it might have been a charcoal drawing. I'm certain it could not have been a painting since no publisher would be so heartless as to reproduce Redon's marvelous colors in black and white. Another inspiration I wasn't aware of until after the fact was the great Giuseppe Arcimboldo, specifically his "Study of a Featherless Three-Footed Chick," which, despite its sad subject, is a wonderful display of craftsmanship. But I'm going off on tangents. Sorry about that. I didn't mean to be so flighty.
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Humpty Dumpty, Again
For reasons obscure even to me, I occasionally become fixated on anthropomorphic eggs falling off walls. However, if memory serves, this is ...
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