As beautiful as she was, there was the thought that she seemed posed and it occurred to me that this was a session between artist and model. And we are to believe that this occurred naturally? What common sense would preclude that this occurred in nature? Cooling off on a hot day? Painter excluded, we are left with the specter of a lady cooling her tits and nothing else?
Please know that we are not without pity for her plight, whatever it was.
Sweet Summer, 1912, John William Waterhouse
My garden begins producing.
The Cleome bloom in the evening cool.
The squash and green beans grow.
Yes it does sort of cry out for a verse like this:
ReplyDeleteAs she lay in the sun as the breeze did gently ripple
She stayed too long and was sunburned on her nipple
. . . . Had to fight the temptation to include this verse on mine.
~ Eddie
Eddie, you perverse rascal!
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