Jul 31, 2006 14:27
The terracotta sculpture that I posed for and the artist gave me (pictured in icon), now has a name. Peter tends to name his sculptures after the women who model for him, but I couldn't really come at her being Alison, so I have just been thinking of her as "the terracotta sculpture". Now she is called Eve... I was thinking about Milton's Eve, who, if I remember rightly on her first encounter with Adam, shunned him in favour of her own image caught by the still water.
That seemed a suitable reflection of the unabashed and highly narcissistic delight I get from looking at my little terracotta Eve, who I'm sure gets up and wanders round the room when I'm not looking...