The Horse

Ah, the Pommel horse. A fiendish instrument of torture. I remember my inelegant attempts with the awful thing. The school instructor was relentless and mean. Demanded to know why I was supposedly good at ballet, why I was hopeless at gymnastics! Strangely, that instructor was not the reason I ran away from the boarding school.
(Origin of photo unknown).

2 Notes The Horse

  1. Like this picture because of the ambivalence in it

    On one side there is the model with the perfect face and makeup – which also fits to the nice garden with the topiary tree and what it seems to be a well made arrangement of plants

    And on the other is that rude horse – not elegant at all – and the naked man with a latex hood

    For me the picture benefits from this contradictory elements – it is a reason to really like it