Joy of Life
What a coincidence !
I just found a sculpture (pictured above) with the same title ("Joy of Life") that one of my internet friends (Amanda ) has taken as her blogging name.
And yet --- this statue -- by William Hamo Thornycroft hardly suggests life to me -- indeed -- it feels funereal.
I mean -- the subject is all youthful -- athletic -- upbeat ----- but somehow --- it's something that I would expect to find in a cemetery, perhaps marking the grave of a young, promising ballerina who was hit by train one day.
Or maybe, it should be found in a heavy glass display case at the Museum of Natural history -- down the hall from the room with the perfectly preserved butterflies and beetles.
It just feels dead -- but I can't say why.