TATI: Tony, Tony… they say that female’s logic cannot be explained. But now can you explain to me your bloody male logic?
TONY: Okay, what have I done wrong this time?
TATI: Mascara Baby. Some pink-yellow mess with a vague hint of a vagina. NSFW. Chelonian Devil. A cute blood-stained tortoise with pretty questionable aggression. NSFW.
TONY: Aw, come on now! They’re nice, wholesome images, don’t you think?
TATI: Medicate (be Happy or Else). A frank picture of a woman’s genitals which do what they are supposed to do. And… antidepressants, art, depression, disappointment, failed expectations, hard choices, lemons, low self esteem, medicating, sexuality, shame… blah-blah-blah. Everything except your beloved ‘NSFW’. What happened? Did you think this bare ass IS really safe for work?
TONY: Well, I suppose it’s a little bit confronting…
TATI: Do ya?
TONY: Okay, it is, but I had a point to make. And I think I made it quite well!
TATI: Yes, Tony. You made a pretty bum point.
TONY: Wow. You should be a stand-up comedian. I’m laughing so goddam hard right now. Someone get me a roll of gaffer tape. I need to stop my sides from splitting.
TATI: Oh… that’s the most strange compliment that I’ve ever gotten. But I love it.
TONY: It’s not a compliment.
TATI: I wonder if a girl is told she could be a stand-up comedian, can it be considered a compliment?
TONY: I was being sarcastic.
TATI: Okay. So, you pictured the birth process of the most perfect, happiest being? A lemon?
TONY: No, it’s my take on the whole “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!” thing. It’s an expression that I don’t think much of.
TATI: And now you sound like a christian anarchist, Tony.
TONY: Christian anarchist?
TATI: “All good men are Anarchists.” Do you agree, Tony? Can you call yourself an anarchist?
TONY: Hm. I think I’m much too conservative to be an anarchist. And what do you mean by christian? I’ve not been one of those for quite some time.
TATI: Tony, when you quote someone, you should be aware of whom you quoted at least. One beautiful day you may find yourself quoting Hitler or SpongeBob SquarePants. Quoting is a tricky thing, you know.
TONY: Oh! Is it L. Ron Hubbard? He was the one who wrote about life, lemons, and fizzy drinks, yes?
TATI: It’s Elbert Hubbard!
TONY: Well, one of them isn’t a scientologist. I know that much.
TATI: Let’s get back to bare asses.
TONY: I didn’t draw a bear’s arse.
TATI: Tony, you’re not only deaf. You’re blind. I wrote bare. Not bear.
TONY: Are you sure you didn’t mean bair?
TATI: No, and I didn’t mean briar either!
TONY: Ouch.
TATI: Yes. Especially for bare asses.
TONY: Okay. Fine. Seeing as you’re so fixated on arses, what do you want to know?
TATI: Well, why didn’t you draw a picture of a funnel?
TONY: A funnel? How would that have gotten my point across?
TATI: I think this fair lady dispenses her fine urine a bit carelessly. A funnel would be more effective.
TONY: Less messy, you mean?
TATI: Yes. Have you tried to piss into a glass, Tony?
TONY: No. Have you?
TATI: Only when I underwent medical tests. I had to prove that I wasn’t drunk or stoned.
TONY: Oh, so this was in doubt at some point in your life?
TATI: Tony, don’t try to one up me. We’re discussing your freaking art, not the details of my private life!
TONY: So, your objection to this piece of art is not the subject matter or its themes, but to the fact that her urine isn’t being collected using the most optimal means available?
TATI: Tony, please, can you sum up the ultimate goal of this picture? What did you want to declare with this?
TONY: I think it’s the depression sufferer’s way of saying, “You want me to put on a false smile and make lemonade? Here’s your goddam lemonade!” It’s a reflection on how exasperating society’s unhelpful just-get-over-it response to mental health issues can be.
TATI: Oh. Fuck me twice on a Sunday. I give up! Yes, Tony, it IS art. Amen.
TONY: Oh my. Does this mean I win our little word joust this time? I can’t believe it. Fuck me twice on Sunday too!
TATI: Shut up. I’m googling ‘exasperating’ now…
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017
so again excuse me
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It’s all good, my friend! We’re grateful that you visited! 😀
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and in certain situation performing this act it can be considerate as art too
i already see worst in an american comedy when an artist use his ass to project paint on his painting and call it art
and it was gross even if we do not see his ass
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That would certainly be an interesting and—dare I say it—impressionistic way to compose someone’s portrait! 😮
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it is pervert but may happen in an orgy but what is the liquid?
piss, cunt natural lubrifiant or the sperm of her lover
but it can be worst : a solvent (maybe citrus juice) to extract her intimate scent or worse her enema fluid
excuse me if it is so gross (my comment) but that things may happen in some pervert circle
so i am sorry if i disgusted you but(t) anything can happen ??
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I think this image can represent anything you want it to, to be honest. You’ve come up with quite a few creative scenarios there, my friend! 😁
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Artists would do well to learn from Frank Zappa. Do what sells and put your art in the vault
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Thanks for your input, Jim! 🙂
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I disagree. What sells eventually stops selling. Put your (he)art out there. (Or your she(art).) Then tell people it’s selling really well. They’ll want to jump on it! 😉
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Oh, I LIKE that! Yes, I agree with you! 😁
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awesome. that is all. Following
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Yay! Thank you so much!
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Thanks for the chuckle!
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You’re very welcome, Ellie! Hee hee. 😛
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Love the lemonade reference to mental health issues. Well written.
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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