I snapped the pic above after glancing over at the statue in someone’s home as I passed through it the other day. It felt so warm, loving, pure. It caused me to sense that I missed my husband’s kisses, because I’m on a trip without him. It successfully signaled me, and spiked an inner wink at my marriage while away, which was a comfort.
I know it’s not “high art.” It’s a simple, pure signal that promotes a feeling. It’s an uncomplicated image that won’t cause you to get mentally snagged on anything. A rough sketch of love.
Seeing a symbol of a couple in your environment day in, day out, builds stamina for allowing yourself to yield within. To embody a place in your heart that registers as belonging in a couple. “I am a person who belongs within a partnership. I’m in a partnership…” these sentiments can build up your heart, which result in breezy joy - much more appealing than bitter longing.
I understand flinching or snickering at a “Hallmark - ish” line of statues. A flinch that looks down upon something like this is EXACTLY the purpose of culture capture. The woke mob wants you carrying on in “Both/And” land, looking at high art in popular urban venues, riding in a Lyft home by yourself, planning another brunch, another trip with cultured pals that ensures you’ll look down your nose at kitschy chatchkes. The woke mob wants you sitting alone under the lonely light of a modern painting in your place, reviving a suppressed letdown that you allow, because at least it grants cultural street cred and approval.
I know singles like this because I was one. I prioritized cool nods from the culture for decades. Until I finally admitted I was a heartbroken, isolated fool who had arrogantly postponed the oldest, dearest dream in my heart.
Because really, who is married?
Who is in a kitchen full of people who love her?
Probably the woman with the Hallmark chatchke that all the chic urban single girls have been trained to snicker at - obediently bowing to the culture that wants to destroy womanhood and motherhood.
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Great Post! You are right, and I like the sculpture too.