Apollo and Daphne by Bernini, still one of my favorite works of art.
“‘He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them.He admired her hands and arms, naked to the shoulder, and whatever was hidden from view he imagined more beautiful still. He followed her; she fled, swifter than the wind…’”
Some days I feel like Beyonce and some days I feel like Rihanna…
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@1 month ago“I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.”
@2 months ago
