I think I get it, but that’s more for the women in my life to judge. I was a chubby, awkward, geeky young man, and perhaps that spared me from the more callous competitive attitudes of my peers. After all, there is a woman who has put up with me for 50 years, to my great good fortune.
This is in the sculpture garden behind the St. Louis Art Museum, Aristide Mailol’s The Mountain, https://www.slam.org/collection/objects/10289/, Mailol’s work is primarily about female nudes. The mountain here may be the left leg, with the right encased in the lead base. It’s not clear in TinType, but the hair appears wind-blown.
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