am i bored? am i lazy? do i want to cut my own throat?
i just don’t know anymore.
No one before Bernini had managed to make marble so carnal. In his nimble hands it would flatter and stream, quiver and sweat. His figures weep and shout, their torses twist and run, and arch themselves in spasms of intense sensation. He could, like an alchemist, change one material into another - marble into trees, leaves, hair, and, of course, flesh.
- Simon Schama’s Power of Art. Bernini
I’m sending christmas cards to my brother, my nephew and my friend and I adore that because I’m a huge fan of letters, so if any of you wants to receive an embarassing card this holiday write me a massage!