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John Singleton Copley
American, 1738-1815
Colonel William Fitch and His Sisters Sarah and Ann Fitch
Oil on canvas, 257.8 x 340.4 cm (101 1/1 x 134 in.)
Gift of Eleanor Lothrop, Gordon Abbott, and Katharine A. Batchelder
1960.4.1
The red-coated William Fitch seems to be pimpin’ the ladies with his sweet ride, the horse. The equivalent to the Eagle Talon of his time, he reminds the ladies that once you go red coat you don’t go back. With a firm back hand he keeps all the females in line, the horse out fitted with fuzzy dice and chrome hooves the ladies be up and about. He keeps it icy hot with his sash and knee boots.
He seems to be reminding the wanton ladies that he is the British equivalent to a lusty woodsmen or John Stamos, he goes on to tell them that horse riding makes him quite randy. The women squeal with excitement and clap their hands together.
He points out that his sash was awarded to the greatest lover in the world and that whenever colonel William fitch gets down, it is hard to get up; but when you do actually get up you want to be back down, he guarantees that. He then points out his neckerchief he was also awarded, for smoking the blunts and downing the forties. He pours out a little liquor for his fallen homies, takes puff on his blunt and blows some smoke onto the ground.
He then explains to the ladies that he gots the real sticky icky green and that one puff of it will “kick their ass.” He pours out a little from the forty for the ladies.
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