And the other?

There is something on my mind but I am not going to write about it just yet.  Perhaps when I have mustered more strength of will, I will do so.

Instead, I will post about an amusing little gilded portrait that I saw in the window of an antiques shop.   It was up for auction, so I could not go in and grab it just yet.  Upon seeing it, I was quite happy and experienced a bit of the joy of the world that had been missing in my life recently.  I then wondered what happened to the other portrait, as these types of humorous folk pieces often have a corollary (a second, usually of a woman).  Then, the reality crept in that there may have been no second portrait, or if there was one, it is now lost to time.

And, in many ways, so am I being.

A portrait in the window.