I found some more Norman Rockwell paintings that celebrate baseball.
Can you imagine if he’d seen how well the Cubs are playing this season?
Well, not the last week. My mom gets ESPN’s push notifications, and she was NOT PLEASED with this past week.
Step up, Cubbies!
I’m going to call this a series, and a brief series at that.
But come on, can we think of anything more American than Boy Scouts?!
Oh right, that baseball apple pie stuff.
I’ll keep searching…
Believe it or not, this is an allegory of “Modesty.” It was carved by Antonio Corradini in 1750, two years before his death. People aren’t sure about his exact birthday, so I’ll guess he was in his sixties at the time of this work.
GOOD. I was really getting tired of seeing exceptional sculptures created by BABY BOYS (Michelangelo was like, six, when he carved Pieta; Bernini was maybe a toddler when he carved the Rape of Europa, here).
Though I will most certainly applaud Corradini’s take on modesty. Gives a good argument to anyone trying to challenge business casual with short skirts and high boots.
Any time I hear “I trade your broken wings for mine” in Beyonce’s “All Night” from Lemonade, I just imagine the Winged Nike of Samothrace.
Doesn’t everyone?
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