Where are you, my little object of art?

by chuckofish

“She’s beautiful,’ he murmured.
‘She’s a metre across the hips, easily,’ said Julia.
‘That is her style of beauty,’ said Winston.”

― George Orwell, 1984

fatlady

I have a Metropolitan Museum of Art day-by-day calendar in my bathroom. Every day there is a new art work to view. This piece of ancient Arabian sculpture appeared the other day and I couldn’t help thinking that she looks familiar. Oh, yes, I see her in the mirror every day!

Well, all I have to say is that I totally agree with George Eliot: “It’s an uncommonly dangerous thing to be left without any padding against the shafts of disease.” (Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life)