TIDBITS

HEAD OF AUGUSTUS, AGAIN

The image, once again, comes in the form of a diptych. On the left is a coin pendant, slightly marred from age, and on the right is the statue of Augustus that magnetically drew my attention to it. Not the entire head. Not the ears, or the mouth, or even the nose. Nay, nay, me lads and lassies. It was that or those which attract, more often than not, one human to the other. She is beautiful. He is extraordinarily handsome. But what makes those people that which they are? Oh. It is truly quite simple. It is their eyes. It is their stunning eyes that engage. Great shoulders. Great ass. Yes. Sure. Of course. But nothing compares to the eyes. They tell a history for those of you who have learned to read eye-language. And the eyes can speak sentences without uttering a word. Okay. That said, a wee bit more about ol’ Augustus.