Sure, Bernini, I know this is supposed to be Poseidon taking Persephone into the underworld, but in reality, it’s Monday…coming for us all. You go, Persephone, put up that fight!
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sunday blues
I bet she’s thinking, I’m not even gonna fret it’s Sunday. Well girl, if I had that tousled hair and that rubicund, peachy glow, I wouldn’t worry about Monday either. I’d be all, let me be about that life.
laocoön
The agony, the pain, the anguish. I feel this way whenever anyone mentions Monday on a Sunday or Paul Gauguin EVER.
Laocoön (lie-oh-kwahn) was a Trojan priest who, with his sons in tow, were attacked by all sorts of sea serpents. (Note: This is what happens when you try and spoil the Trojan Horse and Poseidon finds out.) It dates between 27 BC and 68 AD.
Uh, I don’t know about you, but I can’t do anything without electricity and I’ve died about a bazillion times on the Oregon Trail and that’s a GAME. I mean, that’s not even the same time period and I’m still a goner.
Michelangelo was present during its excavation from a vineyard in 1506. You know who else was?! Francesco da Sangallo, the architect of the Duomo in Florence. In his description of the excavation, he writes:
“They dug the hole wider so that they could pull the statue out. As soon as it was visible everyone started to draw [or “started to have lunch], all the while discoursing on ancient things, chatting as well about the ones in Florence.
I mean, I don’t know about you, but I always celebrate centuries-old discoveries with food.
sunday night blues
Paul Gauguin, sans trousers, playing the piano. So there IS something worse than Monday.
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