Brayer's Perch... this playful little painting likely came from binge-watching 'Jason and the Argonauts' on late night cable... obviously way past my bedtime. For those unfamiliar, it's a saga about some Greek sailors seeking a Golden Fleece or something. An interesting crew of sorts, slathered-up bare chested mates, decked out in spanky little kilts with strappy matching sandals and stabby little swords. All woe befalls them as they journey around the isles fighting off monstrous crabs and skeletons. Personally, the ensemble was interesting, yet as a former Naval Officer, I am of the opinion it's hard to beat a newly minted ensign in dress whites - but I digress. So much has changed with the Navy for the better, including the chow & uniforms, but it did have me wondering how the fleece got up in that tree. As the ancient Greeks plied the Mediterranean, might those fleecy goats be Moroccan tree-climbers? Pigs might not fly, but those goats do climb - and possibly might forget how to climb down again. Anyhow, thinking if wolves can howl at the moon, might not some other critters want to give it a go ... let it all out, shake the valley, make some noise, bray a little bit? Well, if one is a ram sporting a thick fleece of gold wanting to bray at the rising moon, might it be possible he'd need a perch, up in a tree to achieve the perfect effect. That is likely one answer to the question as how the fleece got stuck in the tree; many can climb up, but some can't climb down. Anyhow, how else can one explain this painting? Donated to Mental Health America of Central Carolinas - In the Limelight Awards Gala 2025
Brayer's Perch... this playful little painting likely came from binge-watching 'Jason and the Argonauts' on late night cable... obviously way past my bedtime. For those unfamiliar, it's a saga about some Greek sailors seeking a Golden Fleece or something. An interesting crew of sorts, slathered-up bare chested mates, decked out in spanky little kilts with strappy matching sandals and stabby little swords. All woe befalls them as they journey around the isles fighting off monstrous crabs and skeletons. Personally, the ensemble was interesting, yet as a former Naval Officer, I am of the opinion it's hard to beat a newly minted ensign in dress whites - but I digress. So much has changed with the Navy for the better, including the chow & uniforms, but it did have me wondering how the fleece got up in that tree. As the ancient Greeks plied the Mediterranean, might those fleecy goats be Moroccan tree-climbers? Pigs might not fly, but those goats do climb - and possibly might forget how to climb down again. Anyhow, thinking if wolves can howl at the moon, might not some other critters want to give it a go ... let it all out, shake the valley, make some noise, bray a little bit? Well, if one is a ram sporting a thick fleece of gold wanting to bray at the rising moon, might it be possible he'd need a perch, up in a tree to achieve the perfect effect. That is likely one answer to the question as how the fleece got stuck in the tree; many can climb up, but some can't climb down. Anyhow, how else can one explain this painting? Donated to Mental Health America of Central Carolinas - In the Limelight Awards Gala 2025