I Like Learning New Things
I'll just share another story before I go.
[image deleted]Idk why my heart has a secret affinity for lions. I posted a metaphor before, about a caged lion in the zoo. This, (picture above) is another experience I particularly wanted to write about.
It's The Lion Monument in Lucerne. (I googled it to get all the information right.) It was carved into a cliff face; measures ten meters in length and six meters in height. It was designed by a classicist Danish sculptor Bertel Thorvaldsen and hewn/carved by a stone mason, Lukas Ahorn.
How strange that when I was there, it felt like a deja vu. As I went nearer to the thing, for a split second I said to myself, 'I've been here before...' The place seemed all too familiar. Fearful that I am, being left alone in a foreign place, I was surprised that I was so comfortable going around, even to the toilette, without telling my son. I felt calm and not harried at all.
[image deleted]You notice that the monument is basically a lion enclosed by a pig. The story goes that the stone mason wasn't paid commensurately. In retaliation, he carved a shape of a pig, (with the ear and the nose), enclosing the lion. Albeit the monument was/is meant as an honor to the Swiss Guards who were massacred during the French Revolution. Those who shortchanged his work and cheated him are the pig.
Mark Twain has this to say about the place:
[image deleted]He called it «the saddest and most moving piece of rock in the world».....And it's true.
[image deleted]Idk why my heart has a secret affinity for lions. I posted a metaphor before, about a caged lion in the zoo. This, (picture above) is another experience I particularly wanted to write about.
It's The Lion Monument in Lucerne. (I googled it to get all the information right.) It was carved into a cliff face; measures ten meters in length and six meters in height. It was designed by a classicist Danish sculptor Bertel Thorvaldsen and hewn/carved by a stone mason, Lukas Ahorn.
How strange that when I was there, it felt like a deja vu. As I went nearer to the thing, for a split second I said to myself, 'I've been here before...' The place seemed all too familiar. Fearful that I am, being left alone in a foreign place, I was surprised that I was so comfortable going around, even to the toilette, without telling my son. I felt calm and not harried at all.
[image deleted]You notice that the monument is basically a lion enclosed by a pig. The story goes that the stone mason wasn't paid commensurately. In retaliation, he carved a shape of a pig, (with the ear and the nose), enclosing the lion. Albeit the monument was/is meant as an honor to the Swiss Guards who were massacred during the French Revolution. Those who shortchanged his work and cheated him are the pig.
Mark Twain has this to say about the place:
[image deleted]He called it «the saddest and most moving piece of rock in the world».....And it's true.
