I once made a goal that I would find a painting that resembled my image of love, this was years ago, a kind of inside joke to a friend. I have finally figured out which one it is. If you could put all I want in terms of love into one image, it would be Pierre-Auguste Cot's Springtime. I see everything I could want is in this painting, protection, trust, loyalty, free-spirit, fun, everything in this image. It is supposedly at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, I went today to look at the modern art section (my favorite), I have to make another pilgrimage their someday to actually see it in person. I love the Met. I am always excited to go in there and see live Picassos in all their styles and Van Goghs, Pollacks are so crazy and celestial I love it. Today they had Warhols that I hadn't seen up close before. Most of the wing was blocked off which was upsetting considering you spend a half hour trying to dissect the poorly labeled map and then get hopelessly lost through the maze of ancient artifacts just to get to the first round of Modern paintings. But I managed to get my fill of what I wanted to see, I bought a little journal with a beautiful 1800's tapestry replica cover to keep with me at all times. I've been keeping daily journals, I've been really good about it, I'll post the entries here every once in awhile. Maybe I'll end up being another Anais Nin someday, I love her.
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