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"tirra lirra", by the river

who doesn't love the pre raphaelites?  handsome ladies down on their luck, or gendervice-versa, or saints and goddesses or the young Jesus, and just all those streaming gorgeous colors.  i wish all art was like that, always (either that, or give me some Repin).  and while i don't have such an affinity towards it myself, i nonetheless accept their obsession with Arthuriana.  i mean, yea, it's sexy enough, but i can personally only take so much of knights and round tables before i start to feel hugely depressed.  too much metal.

i've always been drawn to John William Waterhouse's Lady of Shalott.  honestly, sometimes i like to think i am her, but not as me in real life, but the girl in the painting, does that make sense?  my whole life i've been looking at the world through a mirror from a tower, and then along comes Lancelot and i just lose it.  just look at that look of despair on her face.  that really is me sometime.