In 1994, my mom (known as Miss Bunny) and I launched on her first grand tour of France. Mom’s taste in period art took a downturn after the Impressionists. Miss Bunny was quite the critic when she studied The Kiss, as interpreted by three modern artists.
Picasso
Pedantic moi: The fluid rhythms of the woman’s ear and the man’s hairline complement the sensuality of the subject matter.
Miss Bunny: That couple can’t even get their lips straight. They’re rubbernecking, just rubbernecking.
Brancusi
Pedantic moi: The lovers’ eyes are buried in each other. Their ears have disappeared. They have become a single block of stone–societal isolation in the moment of self-absorption.
Miss Bunny: Those poor kids look like two telephone poles stuck together. . . . and she has no figure to speak of.
Rodin
Pedantic moi: The contrast between the lovers’ smooth skin and the rock’s rough marble speak to the power of the artist’s sensuality.
Miss Bunny: Let me commune. . . . I do believe they are having more fun.
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