I have a sneaking suspicion that, while based on all outward appearances I seem to be a woman of 30 years of age, I am actually 12 years old.
Why? Because upon encountering an ancient Egyptian statue in the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston I found myself giggling like a middle schooler. And, consequently, I’d like to use the tried-and-true middle school defense: IT WASN’T ME! THEY STARTED IT.
Here is the statue in question:
Lovely, yes? And clearly deserving of quiet respect and reverence. But that’s difficult when the copy in front of it is so unintentionally absurd:
There was a lot of talk about the statue’s “buttocks.”
Apparently it needed to be molded in a more “naturalistic manner.” I have no idea what it looked like before, but when “not having an ass crack” is your ideal of “naturalistic” there are some serious problems. This is the more naturalistic result, for those of you playing along at home:
Can you blame me for laughing like an idiot? I mean, come on …
They even admitted it.
Location: The Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.