Keep the Aspidistra Flying. Painting

Back Story. Visiting friend. Mutual arrives. Look what I've bought, she says. Takes out plant in pot. Do you like it? Oh, I say, it's an Aspidistra. Me remembering jardinières from a most distant youth. She looks at me quizzically. Keep the Aspidistra Flying, I say. She looks even more quizzically. Orwell says I. 1984? Earlier book? She had heard of Orwell but nothing more. I retrieved plant. To add to the scene I discovered it was a plastic replica. Orwell's book is a sarcastic savagery upon British middle-class, and wannabees. Attitudes of those who used to have Aspidistra in their main windows. With this plastic specimen, ignorance and class aspiration of purchaser I felt all that Orwell must have felt. Quite overwhelmed me in a fraction of a second. Thus an Aspidistra, tongue-in-cheek, offered for sale. Usual high-quality canvas and fine-art materials.