That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for January 25, 2023

Looking at her own reflection kept Mr. & Mrs. Raffenberg’s daughter calm long enough for the painter to finish the portrait.

Yes, I know he looks like he has a fungus growing on his head, but he’s from an exceptionally good family.

Thank god that hairstyle went out of fashion.

“Oh how silly we looked back when this portrait of us was taken”

Looking in the mirror made Eunice wonder if that hairstyle would distract everyone from her cauliflower ears?

/// Hilda Raffenberg’s one of those girls

whose coiffure ostentatiously swirls.

A small picture was made

where the painter portrayed

her arrangement of thick sausage curls.

/// Hilda’s eyesight has never been great.

So, her portrait’s held up by her mate.

Hubby points so she’ll view

how he sees her hairdo:

A tarantula gripping her pate.

Gustave Van Tootsie first got his idea for Tootsie Rolls® during his visit to a Dutch art museum featuring women’s hair styles of the 1820s and 1830s.

How many wallet-sized prints do you want?

Muriel waits breathlessly for her new Enchroma contacts to kick in as her brother impatiently asks her the colors of every item in the picture.

From: @Call me Ishmael

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The Bad Hair Club meets every week/

And each “do” is completely unique/

They meet to insure/

That each one’s coiffure/

Is just right, ere the world gets a peek..///

Their hairdos are plastered with goo/

For they’re ever so hard to subdue/

When the wind gets gusty/

They turn to their trusty/

Old partner- LePage’s glue !///

Here they’re gathered around the mirror/

Competing for which can get nearer/

To view this week’s “confection”/

Which (on closer inspection)/

Looks (to modern eyes) queerer and queerer.

One wet willie coming up in five, four, three……

“This is a portrait of your mother 20 years ago. She had the same ridicules hairdo back then.”

“It looks like a giant hairy scorpion crawling in my head.”

I have something that stands taller than your hair, and here is a painting of it. (His dog, of course, get your mind out of the gutter!)

Do you like the portrait I drew of you on my Etch-a-Sketch?"

Obviously, young Miss Raffenberg was highly displeased. Some might say she was mightly pi$$ed off by the unflattering portrait of herself.

Her mother foolishly tried to explain that it was a real likeness painted from a photographic image.

At this stage, her fiancé, wisely, shut up.

Pre-wedding-night counseling, illustrated. “So, any questions, children?”

Pin head sisters and their dingle ball hairdos.

Makeup is not going to fix the precancerous lesion on your neck.

The locks on a woman’s head/

Must be treated with something like dread/

Lest one hear her declare/

“Ouch! You’re on my hair!”/

When one finally gets her in bed..

Yet what is the mystic allure/

Of the carefully coiled coiffure/

Which will not stand or”lay”/

Without lacquer or spray?/

To be honest, I’m really not sure..

“It isn’t the iPad. They haven’t gotten here with fiber yet; all we have is that crappy old DSL.”

Geez, remind me not to accept any party invitations from this group.

Abigail, I did not know you posed for a nude painting. Abigail: The painting took place afterward!

“See? You don’t need to worry about some curse; our grandmother wore this very same brooch. I’m sure the fact that she was found mysteriously beheaded in her bedroom was just a coincidence.”

“Is this a mole or your on/off button?”

“You might think that the scissors slipped when I scalped the middle of your head like that. But actually, it’s the latest fashion. Or you know – will be if you sell it right.”

Keep staring, you are getting sleepy, tired, going into a deep hypnotic sleep, you will obey all my commands…

This is just a prototype. I’ll drill a hold about here, put my hand inside to move the mouth and talk without moving my lips. I’ll be famous or my name isn’t Ven Trilo Quist.

As a seasoned optometrist, I’m afraid to tell you that there is no prescription available to help you with this much near-sightedness.

Now you two just focus on this spiral while I relieve your pretty neck of this pretty necklace.

Don’t you agree that these two new spots on your neck look just like in this depiction of a vampire’s victim.

My! An upright harpsichord.

The Raffenberg Family: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Paintings by Wilhelm Bendz" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, DuckDuckGo, Ecosia, and Yandex search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found, and once there find the text string KMS7594, and click its link for info and links that point to more info (perhaps best viewed using Google Chrome, which can automatically translate most webpages if necessary) about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3068 (January 25, 2023) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 3 works by this artist have been used here, the October 2, 2020, strip bring the prior. The artist info URLs in my comment there are pointed to by my blog comment.

Though they’d seen paintings they thought were worse

For this one they won’t open their purse.

They know something’s not right:

with the bass on the right

that piano is drawn in reverse!

this is what you could have looked like if you let me do your hair and not gone to the barber shop.

I see you framed the acceptance letter of you trademarking the word fivehead. Congratulations!

Thanks to ALL my good friends for the loyal support ! And special thanks to Silly Season, whose tenacity is amazing !

yes, it is quite amazing, isn’t it, what we can accomplish with modern botox technology…

Would Madame like a frippery on top of this ludicrously tall do? Or shall we leave absurd enough alone?