i read michelangelo buonarroti’s biography when i was 15, it was mandatory reading at my highschool.
when i was 21 i backpacked through italy in trains.
ever since reading the book, i wanted to see david.

my dad told me “you know, he is quite a disappointment. and small too!”
when i got there i was in awe. it was perfect. just perfect. and incredible. the first anatomically perfect statue. (thanks to MB’s nights of body snatching and field surgical procedures…:)
i called home totally excited (and pissed), and told my dad “what was that BS?! it’s incredible!!!”
can you imagine what he said? that great great man?
he said “of course it is. i just didn’t want you to have such high expectation so that you will get disappointed.”