day 20! have i mentioned that i love marble statues?? because i really really do. the idea of someone spending hours, days, weeks, carefully chiselling a giant block of marble to fit your visage, immortalising the way your robes curve, the way your smile tilts to the left oh so slightly,,, that’s so tender, and i love the idea of it. i remember seeing loads of statues in italy and greece, especially in temples or cathedrals. i used to stare at these marble statues, and wonder who their subjects were, what kinds of lives they led. i wonder if these people knew they would be immortalised in marble, for generations to admire and ponder over.
