Back to London for a bit, y'all.
The fabulous, amazing, wonderful Victoria and Albert Museum. Known to all as The V and A. Sounds like the VNA but it's a whole other thing.
I have several posts on this place alone. We'll start with this hall of stone and marble sculptures, if that's cool with you.
Woe is she:
Row upon row of marble busts:
I couldn't get over the detail. I mean, look at these crazy-ass eyebrows:
And this guy's curlicue hairdo:
Someone chiseled those fine tresses from marble, yo. That is just craziness.
Some lovely waves and tendrils:
The eyes are creepy, but I love the little oak leaf ornamentation here:
I hate just drawing hands. I can't imagine sculpting them.
Beth and I were each walking around separately when I saw this guy:
Later, I was like, "And there was this one statue that had a 'Whatchu talkin' 'bout , Willis?' look on his face."
And she was like, " I know! I saw that guy!"
See what I mean?