Boy Meets Marble
I’ll admit it, I’m infatuated. No, it’s more than infatuation, I’m in love. I’m in love with the new marble countertop on the island. Like any true love the more time you spend with the object of your desire the more you appreciate it. The marble has a subtle beauty. The beauty of the stone is apparent the first time you see it, but the true measure of it’s beauty is not immediately apparent. The more time you spend with it the more you appreciate it.
An argument could be made that marble lacks the showy, in-your-face beauty of other stones. The white Cararra marble is mostly a 2 tone stone. You get a large field of white with subtle black and gray veins running through it at roughly the same angle. It is in those veins that you start to see the variety and beauty of the stone. It is like a woman who has a natural beauty that radiates from with-in. It is apparent the first time you see her but you can’t quite put your finger on any one aspect of her beauty that stands out. She has that certain je ne sais quoi. The same can be said for marble.
John over at The Devil Queen referred to it as “Michelangelo Grade” marble. The white Carrara marble is the type of stone Michelangelo carved his famous statue of David from. David is truly one of the great masterpieces of the human civilization. The block of marble was quarried in about 1460 but for a number of reasons it sat unused for about 40 years until Michelangelo carved what many believe to be the perfect image of a man. David then stood on display and in the elements for more than 300 years until it was moved in doors.
As with anyone who is in love I see only perfection, and maybe I image qualities that aren't there. I have convinced myself that my marble slab was cut from the same quarry that produced the massive marble block that Michelangelo carved David from. In my love sick mind I’ve convinced myself that 550 years ago the block was cut for David and then that part of the quarry was abandoned until last year. When work resumed in that part of the quarry my slab was produced from the same exact spot that produced a block of marble that would go on to be one of the greatest works of art the world has ever seen. Maybe I’m delusional, but you’ll have to forgive me, I’m in love.
5 comments:
Maybe I should come and take that marble off your hands. Absence make the heart grow fonder, or so they say!
I had several white marble fireplace mantles in my former house, and I stripped about 8 layers of paint from them. (Including the ever popular institutional green - WTF?)Anyway, I know how you feel, the stone is almost alive, and the grey veins give it life. I've seen the David statue up close,too, and it is absolutely breathtaking and beautiful. Marble is a beautiful stone. Enjoy your love affair!
(Perhaps you do need to go out once in a while,my friend, some people may not understand, especially with the statue!!):)
(Perhaps you do need to go out once in a while,my friend, some people may not understand, especially with the statue!!):)"
That’s funny. As soon as I posted this blog entry, and then saw the juxtaposition of me declaring my love along side the image of a beautiful man I thought maybe I might be sending the wrong message. So let me state here now and for the record: I Love Marble….And Women. However, if all men looked like David…:-)
I don't know. I still am a soap stone girl myself. Maybe it's because I am a girl. It sounds like something that would be one of those crazy studies companies or the government do instead of spending money looking into things like say, curing cancer.
Glad to hear you're into lady folk. I'll trade you a bevy of pliable, young women for your island because it's gorgeous. It's a DIY altar of perfection.
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