Two Italian marbles. God's own surreal art.
The recipe for breccia is shatter / flow / meld. This is Breccia Pontificia. It stands apart from all other breccias.
God depicts here the Fairy King with twin Moses and assorted spirits channeling the Insect Prince.
This is the harder Diasporo. Agate, in fact.
Here God gives root to the exaltation of the knock-kneed bishop while pigs and nipples fly.
These images are from Samson Marble.
5 comments:
iasporo, eh? Isn't that the Italian family fleeing in different directions from the nipples and bishops and such? It's the 'such' you should worry about, mate.
OHHH, that's "Diasporo," any of a group of polyunsacharrides used in the manufacture of whumping chinkles. Well, that's different, isn't it? There are creams and salves to help with those polyunsacharrides, you know.
Whumping chinkles? Surely you jest.
And this came in from one Barger Nippleflink, who I suspect might be some relation or incarnation of Spider Jim:
Those slabs have been altered! Marble doesn't form in symmetrical patterns, much less BOOKENDS! You, sir, are a fraud! I fully intend to bring this up with the proper authorities, possibly even the knock-kneed bishop. Good day to you, sir.
Yes, I suspect foul play as well. I suspect it was the folks at Samson Marble; I, sir, am innocent. If you look closely you'll see the left and right sides don't match exactly, which leads me to believe the slabs were sliced and fitted together side by side. No wires, no mirrors, no PhotoShop. But I'll take your warning under advisement.
My cultural attache tells me it is not a knock-kneed bishop, but in fact a well hung Mick Jagger. Could be.
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