My last employer said that once. "Like socks on a chicken." I had never heard it before and was struck, forcibly, with a mental image of a very serious chicken in socks.
This painting is several years old, but I plan on bringing it back to life. It is still somewhat in the underpainting stage. I sanded and oiled it up to give the new paint something to hang on to, and hopefully tomorrow I can start slathering it with deep reds, shiny golds, luscious purples and feathery whites.