As with any good street gang, the Sisters of the Pigment were very selective. Not just any woman could be an S.O.P. and those who were cast aside were left bitter and sullen. Until my cousin Hilda had what remains her only good idea ever. Hilda, pictured second from the left, did not appreciate that the S.O.P. had declared themselves the de facto ruling party of paints and colors. Hilda grew jealous of her neighbor Martha's success and set out to stop it.
Hilda gathered together her comrades-in-rejection and formed Rusty's Oxide. Set to undo the watercolor madness Martha had created, Hilda and the girls would try to sabotage the S.O.P.'s work by swapping out their watercolors for oil paint, switching out all of their paint with glue (Rose, pictured at far left, had a husband who worked at the local glue factory/horse track), or steal their brushes and replace them with brooms.
Together, Rusty's Oxide would tormet the S.O.P. until the great paint shortage of 1912.
see also Sisters of the Pigment, and Brush Bandits