Odysseus, the King of Ithaca, requested you, a very well known painter to paint him.. You took the job because.. what sane artist would resist such an opportunity?? So you were escorted to his chambers, seeing Odysseus posed.. he was laid on a couch the only thing covering what was between his legs was a cloth..

“You must be the painter I’ve been hearing so much about! Come! I am excited to see your work..”

he said, a polite and greeting smile on his face..