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27 Jan 2012, 8:03pm
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Lover’s eyes

In the 18th and 19th centuries, wealthy British and European lovers exchanged “eye miniatures” — love tokens so clandestine that even now, in the majority of cases, it is impossible to identify their recipients or the people they depict.

Experts believe that there are fewer than 1,000 “lover’s eyes” in existence today.

Apparently, they were meant to be worn inside the lapel, near the heart. Damn romantic.

I discovered these just a few weeks ago in The Met’s Gallery 754 (one of my favorite parts of the new American Wing – all portrait miniatures). I’d love to see the show in Birmingham.

even*cleveland: lover’s eyes.

 

Giant penis crop-circle mysteriously erected at Eiffel Tower in Paris

Holy dueling Gallic phallic symbols, Batman! French journalist Aude Baron tells Boing Boing,

On Friday, if you were going to the Eiffel Tower, in Paris, you could see a giant penis! It was drawn into the snow covering the grass. A Dutch tourist took a picture and posted it on Twitter. Amazing view! But what if it was a PhotoShop? To be sure, I called the store which is a the first floor of the Tour Eiffel, and I was confirmed the masterpiece was still here, making everyone laugh. Unfortunately the garden department of Paris city hall told me they would soon rake it up.

Giant penis crop-circle mysteriously erected at Eiffel Tower in Paris – Boing Boing.

Full story here in Lepost.fr. The original picture is here

Georges Sand – Lettre à Alfred de Musset

Je suis très émue de vous dire que j’ai
bien compris l’autre soir que vous aviez
toujours une envie folle de me faire
danser. Je garde le souvenir de votre
baiser et je voudrais bien que ce soit
là une preuve que je puisse être aimée
par vous. Je suis prête à vous montrer mon
affection toute désintéressée et sans cal-
cul, et si vous voulez me voir aussi
vous dévoiler sans artifice mon âme
toute nue, venez me faire une visite.
Nous causerons en amis, franchement.
Je vous prouverai que je suis la femme
sincère, capable de vous offrir l’affection
la plus profonde comme la plus étroite
amitié, en un mot la meilleure preuve
que vous puissiez rêver, puisque votre
âme est libre. Pensez que la solitude où j’ha-
bite est bien longue, bien dure et souvent
difficile. Ainsi en y songeant j’ai l’âme
grosse. Accourez donc vite et venez me la
faire oublier par l’amour où je veux me
mettre.

Georges Sand (1804-1876)

You obtain a whole new meaning when skipping every other line…