Twirling Around Cause It's Just So Good

Even as an asexual, I really appreciate classic paintings and statues showing nudity. There's just a sense of normalness- hardly any of them are meant to be seen as sexual. I think it's beautiful to see all of these different body types represented so beautifully. That person is just chatting to their friend. That person is picking flowers. That person is welding a weapon. None of those things are inherently sexual or arousing. But they are often portrayed as naked.

Sure, seeing genitals even in art sort of grosses me out, I don't like seeing that stuff at all. But seeing the entire human body represented in such a casual way makes me feel so much better about it.

I also think it helps to make people more confident in their bodies. You must have seen those statues of Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty. With her stomach rolls and smallish boobs, I have heard so many stories of people saying "Wait. She looks like me! We have the same body! I'm beautiful!" (have you seen the original Tumblr post about this?). Seeing yourself reflected in these beautiful intricate paintings and statues, its so magical.

Hesiod’s Aphrodite

I did this last summer and I’m still obsessed. As a pagan and someone with a lifelong passion of classics and Greek and Roman myths this piece I close to my heart. The birth myths of Aphrodite are some of my favorite myths and I’m hoping to get my hands on a copy of the Theogony and the Homeric Hymns soon so I can compare the two stories!

Aka I just realised I never posted this when I originally drew this so here yall go lol :)

Olympus karaoke night hehe

People should make more doomed by narratives siblings relationship.

Like with lovers you can just sever it and not have it related to you ever again but with siblings how could you?

You grow up with them you raise them or they raised you you both know how unforgiving the world is to both of you? You would die for them but will hate them for doing the same and yet none of you would regret it and both of you know it. They could be the person you loath the most and miss the most cause you still remember how they sneaked a candy into your hands. You can sever the tie but you can never look away at what you've lost, at whom you've lost because fate doesn't allow you to be together, eating dinners in quiet peace, if only there's another life, another time, where i can make you another plate of pancakes i would im sorry im sorry im sorry —

2nd gen olympians 👀

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Lemme tell you the story of how Eros thought a bee killed him.

Eros once failed to notice a bee that was sleeping among the roses, and he was wounded: he was struck in the finger, and he howled. He ran and flew to beautiful Kythere [Aphrodite] and said, ‘I have been killed, mother, killed. I am dying. I was struck by the small winged snake that farmers call the bee.’ She replied, ‘If the bee-sting is painful, what pain, Eros, do you suppose all your victims suffer.’ || (The Anacreontea, Fragment 35)

I love everything about this. How Eros calls the bee as “small winged snake” and how Aphrodite totally calls him out for all the shitty things he has done. (Oh and the bee had to sting Eros’ middle finger because why not?)