This is Picasso as Popeye. We all need a view of a more innocent time even if this mock Popeye is not a favorite of mine. In fact, I love this picture so much I think it’s the first time in my life I have actually even liked Picasso a little.
It comes to us all courtesy a site called Retronaut. He’s got every decade covered in fabulous black and white photographs, signs, posters. I’ve only begun my delve, I recommend spending some time there, it’s terrific fun.
Retronaut’s trademarked motto is: The past is a foreign country. This is your passport.
Oh for the days of Popeye The nicotine-stained Sailor Man, beanpoled Olive Oyl devoid of implanted anything, nasty bully Blutto, needy Whimpy, mischevious Sweet Pea. A time when defense against the world was a good right hook, virtue and love on your side, and a 16 oz. can of spinach.
I fights to the finich
cause I eats my spinach
I’m Popeye the Sailor–man.
Toot toot.
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