Impressionist paintings

[dcoble]

Katherine was easily bored and tired by them, but her husband
Wilbur Bogart loved to visit art museums wherever he went, indulging his
passion for Impressionist paintings. Inevitably, when between trains in
Chicago, Mr. Bogart dragged his travel-worn wife off to the Chicago
Museum of Art, and after only a few galleries he spotted "Sunday on The
Grande Jatte" at the end of the hall. Nearly transported with ecstasy he
danced down the corridor calling:
"Kay! Seurat! Seurat!"
"Whatever, Will B., Will B." was his bored wife's reply.

[duh me]

"John R. Walradt" wrote:

> dcoble <dco...@gateway.net> wrote in article
> <85lvad$nq1$5...@news.laserlink.net>...

> ...and they found Manet more paintings to look at.

he had a good ear for van gogh, he could picasso the best of the lot, which
would turn his wife to stone...........

[John R. Walradt]

[Perfect Tommy]

"John R. Walradt" wrote:

But they didn't have the Monet to buy any.

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Perfect Tommy: So was Mr. Wizard.

[Perfect Tommy]

dcoble wrote:

> Katherine was easily bored and tired by them, but her husband
> Wilbur Bogart loved to visit art museums wherever he went, indulging his
> passion for Impressionist paintings. Inevitably, when between trains in
> Chicago, Mr. Bogart dragged his travel-worn wife off to the Chicago
> Museum of Art, and after only a few galleries he spotted "Sunday on The
> Grande Jatte" at the end of the hall. Nearly transported with ecstasy he
> danced down the corridor calling:
> "Kay! Seurat! Seurat!"
> "Whatever, Will B., Will B." was his bored wife's reply.

I guess no matter how many times he went to the museum, he always wanted to
Gaugin.