(This painting is similar to the photo, but with a drape over the backside)
Walmart. It's fast and easy. I can upload photos and swing by to pick them up in an hour. Quick and painless.
So when I stopped by the photo counter, I was surprised when I told the lady my name and she gave me this strange startled look, like she just burped and swallowed. She quickly turned in her nylon pants, leaving a swooshing sound as she scurried away to another co-worker in the corner. She whispered something in his ear and they both turned and silently stared in my direction.
Their eyes accusing......
Their eyes accusing......
Then I remembered.
"Shoot." I said as I nervously smiled at the employees huddled in the back.
They had discovered the picture.
"Play it cool", I told myself as I saw one of them pick up the phone and loudly announce that they needed the Manager in the photo area.
The Manager and the employees discussed for a moment, when he headed my way immediately starting to tilt his head and cross his arms, ready to give me a good verbal lashing.
I pictured myself leaning onto the counter with a cigarette dangling from the corner of my mouth as I casually ask "What seems to be the problem", just like a dangerous Maverick, not to be toyed with in a cavalier manner.
But I can already feel my face creeping into a fiery red.
"Mama. We don't print "those" type of pictures. We are a family store." He states darning me to challenge his authority.
I quickly come to my own defense, eagerly stating that the picture was a nude, but it was only the backside of a woman, with a drape across her backside. This was a family-friendly modest nude.
And Gosh Darn it was for the sake of art!"
He lets out a burst of air, breathing a slight onion aroma over the top of my head, as he pretends to ponder the situation. He rapidly turns and marches away, as I imagine his heels clicking, he meets back with the rest of the employees for a pow-wow.
The formed pack are examining the photo, while making animated gestures.
The verdict: "Mama, (the Mama word again) we have determined that this is an unsuitable print because the drape does not fully cover the line of the woman's bottom. I'm sorry but I cannot allow you to have this photo."
Summary: In other words....too much ass crack is showing.
I smile, knowing this was a no-win ordeal, and promising myself that I will install the printer as soon as I returned home.
I'll be damned if anyone is going to keep me from painting this picture, I cursed to myself. They allowed the scene in Titanic, so a painting should fly, as I pictured the Manager watching the movie and singing along. I just knew he loved it, Celine Dion and all.
My face was now a burning bright red and I felt like I had just tried to shoplift porn from the local video store and had been caught. The Manager said my pictures of barns and horses were okay and that I was free to go.
But never bring back my dirty, dirty pictures!
Oh mi gosh, only in Utah. Happy New Year.
ReplyDeletewait...is that your ass in the painting?
ReplyDeletei feel violated...
no longer can you pick on our big sister calling HER the nudist.
C,
ReplyDeleteHi! I didn't wish you a Happy New Year...jeez! Look at me, all late and all. I hope life has been treating you well! :)