This is my favourite piece of art, Luncheon of the Boating Party. I was one of Renoir's models among his friends. Needless to say, I was caught glowering at the puppy, though some insisted that I actually glowered at Monsieur Renoir's future wife, who was holding the wriggling canine. But it was a free country, and I was entitled to glower at anyone I please.
Liberte, egalite, fraternite to all!
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