Day 0033

Haven't been able to get these three girls out of my head since I saw them whilst researching Parmigianino a few days ago. I've been looking at some sculptures of the three graces at the Met today, and I'm bewitched by the artistic, sensual possibilities of the three intertwined girls. They're just incredibly hot naked women carved out of marble. A good deal of art is just taking a fundamentally erotic subject and executing it in some noble material, then boom, you've got some art, and you're allowed to enjoy it with a clean conscience because it's made out of marble and old or painted on canvas and old, or it's drawn by a master and he's old. And that's why I love the beauties in Botticelli's Primavera, because they're hot and beautifully painted.