For the Daily Prompt: famous.
This is not Michealangelo’s Pieta. This is from the National Museum of Women in the Arts, in Washington, DC. This is Apres la temepete (After the Storm) by Sarah Bernhardt, a sculpture of a Breton peasant woman cradling the body of her grandson who had been caught in a fisherman’s nets. This is from about 1876.
I took this visiting my son at the end of last year.
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This is more heartbreaking than the Pieta.
I am so sad today. Miss my mother, my father, my sister…. and many others…. But grief is part of love.
good to know…