Paul Gauguin. "Now
he was an interesting fellow," I said. "His work took him away
to Tahiti. I wouldn't mind being in Tahiti right now!" I pushed the
thought away and focused on the work in front of me. "I think I've
got a print of Gauguin's work here in my drawer," I told Miss Featherduster.
"Why don't we compare them?"
Gauguin's The Day of the God (1894)
"This one looks clear to me," I
said. "Your painting is..
...definitely a Gauguin."
...obviously not a Gauguin."