You know, I really hate when people assume symbolism to paintings, especially when it’s a gosh darn stretch.
Take Winslow Homer’s Snap the Whip (at the Met), for example. Some schmo wants you to associate bare feet with the carefree attitude of childhood. Okay, fine, do you, dude. But then this guy wants us to think the suspenders are supposed to identify with “manhood’s responsibilities.”
I can’t make this crap up.
You know what? Let’s associate the dumbo on the left’s fall with breaking his arm.
Now there’s some scholarship I can get behind!