Goya's Hat

aka Acropolis Not

Day Seven. The end .Or is it the begining ?

Kostanotalotis Ford Coppola or KFC to keep this short and simple is the lesser known Greek cousin of the definately more famous Francis. So while Francis was busy making Hollywood blockbusters, KFC was always known for something cheap and cheerful and certainly not to everyone's taste.

The production team met to discuss their latest attempt to make it big. "How about some art ?. This always goes down a bomb and a great excuse to get some flesh on the screen. The punters always love some flesh especially when it is dresssed as art"

So Kosta went away and trawled through his art books for some inspiration. Ah yes, said Kosta 'The Naked Maja' perfect. Ok, the Maja cannot be fully naked but I know my viewers will have plenty of imagination.

But my viewers will not understand the 'art' if they do not see the artist. So I will also show him and everyone then will be enlightened. Or maybe not.

But if you now check the self-portrait I post below you may see where I get my inspiration from. Or maybe not.

Kosta was wandering around the studio complex. And he came across the stage that many a wet dream had been born. I have another grand idea. What my cousin can do I can do better. But I will fill the stage with dames instead of dicks. And dress them in as little that is possibly allowed. So little that there is a faint hope that you could see something that you should not. But do not worry. There is only a half chance that you will see that as half the time I will have one camera permanently out of focus just to show I can be as arty as dear old Francis. Or maybe not.

Just a thought though. Didn't Francis destroy his set at the end of his film ? I don't think my studio boss would be too pleased if I did that. Some people might be. Or maybe not.

And just like a Greek tragedy, the Acropolis became a ruin and thoughts would turn to what phoenix could rise from the ashes. Or maybe not.

So endeth the experiment to see if I could bore you with seven consecutive daily posts. And in the best traditions of the tv it is obvious to this writer that out of seven you may just get one really good one. Or maybe not.