No. 176: Onward and Upward His complaints about the exhausted, detumescent feelings visited upon him by his big white painting on cardboard were mollified somewhat by a cheerful message from an antiques dealer he knew. "Why don't you just turn the painting upside down," suggested his waggish dealer friend. "That will perk things up!" So he did. And now the painting seemed as strong, as vigorous, as full of aspiration as he had originally wanted it to be. He decided to invite Abigail, his next-door landscape painter, to come and see it. "Well," said the always judicious Abigail, "that's more like it!" "More like what?" he asked her. Abigail blushed slightly. "More like you," she told him.