Saturday, November 14, 2009

Caption this photo... (#21)

Anyone?

19 comments:

Judy Williams said...

Michaelangelo's great great great great great nephew had tried, but not hard enough......

Mister Earl said...

1. The Thompson girls were grounded for two months when their parents discovered this.

2. Another CALTRANS beautification project.

3. What happened to the rosettes?

WV: dorbines

Dixie Jane said...

A bad tattoo on a hairy chest!

Laurie said...

These are hilarious!

Mr. E -- I almost spewed coffee with the rosettes line. I think that may become a recurring theme for this blog. Or maybe it should be my tagline? GLIMPSES OF SOUTH PASADENA: Your Daily Rosette

Nah.

Mister Earl said...

Thanks, LA. As I mentioned on Karin's blog yesterday, spewing a beverage is the highest compliment one can receive!

dbdubya said...

Which classic car is behind Door Number One?

TheChieftess said...

I spewed on the Cal Trans project!!!

Yakpate said...

No matter how many coats of Kilz the Thompsons painted over their garage door, the ghostly painting always reappeared.

Petrea said...

Many miles away
there's a shadow on the door
of a cottage on the shore
of a dark Scottish loch.

Honey, I'm home!

altadenahiker said...

You know how my brain hurts when you ask us to do that? I sprain all kinds of things and have to go lay down with cold compresses.

Mister Earl said...

Karin:

I'm sure you could outcaption all of us most of the time. Is it the pressure that gets to you?

Laurie said...

Don't fret, Hiker. As long as you guffaw and pound the table when one of us comes up with a good one!

Thanks for playing along, everyone. I'm so fond of this pld garage, I actually find myself looking for reasons to drive past it. But then again, you all know by now that I'm weird.

Til tomorrow!

altadenahiker said...

I spewed many a cocktail peanut.

Mister Earl said...

Where is it? (Not the peanut butter.)

pasadenaadjacent.com said...

I've always liked this mural despite it disappearing before our eyes. My first singular commission was to create a garage door mural in Windsor Village. The owners originally contacted Kent Twitchel who turned it over to me.

This is where I learned the power of vanity. The owners wanted their portraits incorporated into the design. I painstakingly painted every wrinkle, every out of place hair. They loved the skill, and design but I had to go back and pretty them up. Now that I'm older I "get it"....At the time I felt compromised

Laurie said...

Isn't it funny how getting older brings us down to earth about this stuff? I remember thinking how much I hated high lit, airbrushed pictures of people that blurred out every flaw. It wasn't "real." But after my latest drivers license photo... I get it. Sigh.

altadenahiker said...

Well now, Arabella Huntington, when she was 65 or thereabouts, made her portrait painter put all her lines back in. Said it didn't look like her otherwise.

Cool broad, no? Maybe it helps to be the richest woman in the world.

Oleg K. said...

It was just a simple garage door but gramps told Billy that if he just looked hard enough, the colors would appear...

"...There they are Billy, now look hard. And believe!"

Laurie said...

Hiker, she was a very cool broad, indeed.

Oleg, nice!