Just another blog by an ambiguously-gendered primeval monster.

Likes: terrorizing mortals; libraries; serious eyeshadow; chain wallets; suspiciously lifelike marble statues

Dislikes: people who aren't statues yet; bros; Perseus

27th July 2012

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I went to the Detroit art museum once, and they have a tiny self-portrait of Van Gogh, a little square thing, just his head in 3/4 on an aqua background.  I’d never seen a Van Gogh self-portrait in person and I stood there in the empty museum and stared at it for a long time and his eyes were so fucking sad that I wound up uglysobbing really loudly in public and the security guard came in and stared at me and my boyfriend got embarrassed and wouldn’t talk to me for an hour.

That was also the day I had to stab that boyfriend in the hand with a plastic fork for stealing the food off my plate.  He really shouldn’t have messed with me when I was all fucked-up on Van Gogh.

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  1. prettynakedladies said: awww auntiiie! This is adorable :3 And ends in such a classic way that only the best gorgon can deliver. Also, I spent over an hour in front of one painting at the met, so I know your feels, I know your feels.
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