A PORTRAIT OF YOUNG REMBRANDT

March 31, 2019

Rembrandt frisked from room to room, banging his tambourine on the top of his head. He larked, clicking his heels. He boomed a bawdy ballad and roared with laughter. He ran outside giggling and destroyed his neighbor’s tulips. Energized, the young artist, sucking on a plum, returned to his easel. He narrowed his eyes and studied most carefully his favorite subject in the mirror.

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