'Stat You 'Arry?

Please excuse my title. I wanted to ask..."Is that you...Harry?"... in place of statuary.

I shouldn't make fun of anything that is taken in a cemetery. It is a solemn place...a final resting spot for the deceased.

Our newest local cemetery has got some fabulous statues...bronzes, I would guess. I was going to collage all 7-8 statues, but as I thought about the upcoming "gray" months in the state of Michigan...I think I'll save them for another blip-weary day.

SPOILER ALERT! One statue is of Eve...and...with apologies to Michelle Obama...the REAL first lady. It is cast before she partook of the forbidden fruit...and...(voice down to a whisper)...she isn't wearing any clothes. (Still whispering)...not even a fig leaf.

This is supposed to be the angel Gabriel...or at least that's what the plaque on the ground read. I realize arteeeests can interpret things differently...but...the statue looks more like a Gabriella to me. Maybe the Mom...(Whoopi Goldberg???) is waiting for Gabriel...halo outreached??? I just don't know.

I love bronzes. For somebody to take a hunk of clay, and mold it into something like this...is remarkable. Even the whole lost-wax process from point A to finish is astounding. Google lost wax process. Amazing.

I will probably be real sketchy for the next 10 days...if I even show up at all. I'll blame it on lack of internet, or lack of enough hours in a day. We go...go...go...from dawn 'til dusk. Leaving for Pittsburgh and beyond after church tomorrow. While I'm at church...I'll pray for forgiveness for making funny in a cemetery.

Talk to ya, and see your stuff upon my return.