The Thousands

Chloe suffered the jeering nonsense of wowser conservatism when she sailed to Melbourne in 1880. Generations have since filtered out such prudery. Not only can we shamelessly share a drink with Chloe in a Melbourne pub like she’s a mate (a, um, very naked mate) but we can purchase an interactive calendar of salon nudes.

We should clarify what we mean by “interactive”. Don’t think Dana, featured in the month of May, will offer to tattoo your leg. Or B Girl of September will hoon around on her roller skates. But Arlene Texta Queen has illustrated real women in their natural habitats, and you’re invited to pull out your texta and colour in their curvaceous lines.

If you feel deprived of bare beauties like Peter Cook and Dudley Moore, who amusingly posited, “I bet dere are tousands of paintings we’re not allowed to see where the gauze ain’t landed in the right place.” Or guilty for ‘paying your respects’ to Chloe as an excuse to down a few – Leunig may have to give up your wall space next year.