|Gus, "I'm having a hard time deciding if I'm the "Citizen Bunn," or "Citizen Gus" here.|
Good evening, Everybun!
It's a tedious business, this decompressing over a long holiday weekend. When a hoomin tries to decompress in your company, you end up with extra head rubs, even cookies. The bad news is that the scoundrel hangs around you all the time. And then he hangs around some more. And suddenly, my quiet, daytime spot in MY bundo loses all its chewed-up charm.
And you have to listen to stuff you don't want to know anything about.
Like this guy Picasso.
Picasso visits Warsaw, Poland, in 1948.
Gets a tour of the city; visits a freshly build apartment complex.
The building material is at least partially made of the city's recycled, ground-up brick and concrete rubble.
He's fascinated by it.
He's inside one of the units.
Is that a piece of charcoal in his pocket, or is he really hoppy to be there?
It doesn't matter - there's a fresh, clean wall in front of Picasso.
He whips it out - the charcoal - from his pocket.
Swish, swish, swish, wiggle, wiggle, swish!
There's a drawing of the Warsaw Mermaid on that wall.
Picasso signs it.
A lady moves into that unit - puts up with a constant stream of visitors who want to see the drawing.
She has her limits.
Fast forward a bit.
"The officials" send in a maintenance guy.
The Mermaid gets washed away with cheap soap and water.
A lick of pink, rosy paint goes over the drawing.
Sounds to me like a master class on impermanence. Or a play.
Oh, how does it tie into this weekend, into the Labor Day holiday? How would I know!? I just chew things here!
But the things that get to hoomins, though.
Good night, and good luck!
PS: Picasso's "Mermaid," circa 1948, Warsaw, Poland.
Photo credit: https://www.warszawskie-mozaiki.pl/2021/10/syrenka-pabla-picassa-ul-obroncow-2830.html