Topic: Zeuxis
In today’s world I meet far too many people who are taking themselves too seriously. Laughter and music two great things a necessary tonic the magnet that draws me in and entertains. A way of lifting my spirits and so on. I love it when entertainers work the crowd using humour and music. I will attach an example of what I mean about music and laughter after this poem I wrote.
Zeuxis, a 5th-century BC Greek painter, is said to have died laughing at the humorous way in which he painted the goddess Aphrodite – after the old woman who commissioned it insisted on modelling for the portrait. Instead of painting Aphrodite as expected showing her as a young woman he painted her as the model.
Zeuxis
Zeuxis, a 5th-century BC Greek painter
An artist I would like to meet
I think he had a warped sense of humour like mine
Hope I’m not being mean or unkind
I’m not sick
His claim to fame and ultimate death a painting of an old lady.
When I say old that is to me in my real truth a well-worn person male or female who has dignity and beauty
A painting or picture of a person with wrinkles and lines
Does more for my mind a good experience to look at and bide my time
In those images a goldmine.
In the morning I try not to see the old man in the mirror.
In my vanity I’m looking at a young man that isn’t me
At Zeuxis art exhibition I would linger.
After all had gone.
To joke and laugh with him and share inappropriate jokes.
All about me and if he painted a picture.
Of the one and only me
Don’t worry I’m not down on myself
If I can’t laugh at myself
Then can no one else
Self-depreciation ain't all bad
Inside I’m still a young lad