|"Hmm, ya know, it might not be such a bad idea |
to put some trousers on before I go meet up with that Goliath fella.
Slingshot'd be nice, too."
One of the seminal (NOTE: Sounds dirty, but isn't) works of the Renaissance, the statue of the Biblical hero David was sculpted by Michelangelo between 1501 and 1504, to ease a stiff neck he got from that Sistine Chapel gig. Michelangelo was one of the greatest artists of his day. Well, besides that show-off, Leonardo Da Vinci, who painted, sculpted, juggled, arranged flowers, and provided inspiration for Tom Hanks movies.
At least Michelangelo's middle name wasn't "Da."
|"Hey, can someone give me a hand here? |
I've got a wicked itch."
I studied works of Art (or Fred) such as David in a college Art History class (aka "Art in the Dark"-anyone else take it?). Anyway, our professor, a huge woman named Fran (who could beat the crap out of Rosie O'Donnell) dismissed the statue as flawed. She sniffed that David's hands were way out of proportion to the rest of his body. And he was not nearly as perfect as Venus de Milo. Despite that whole "missing arms" thing.