In the past few months I have photographed a number of women who have all told me the same thing; they hate their nose because it is too big. This isn’t new, I have been hearing it from women (never men) most of my art and photography career, which goes back over 35 years. In not one of those situations did I look at their nose and think that. Instead I thought their nose was just right for their face in balance, shape and size. In other words, I loved their nose and thought it added to, not detracted from, their beauty.
The French Knows Noses
If there is any place on earth that has refined taste, it’s France. This quote is a French proverb. It’s from the country of high sophistication and beautiful art, architecture, women, men, fashion, food and more. If France can make a national statement about the beauty of the nose, then who are we to disagree, right?
That’s it. That is all I wanted to say. All you women out there who think your nose is too big, I think your nose is beautiful.
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Drawing and commentary by Marty Coleman, who knows.
Quote is a French Proverb
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If you ever do get put down for your nose, memorize this monologue from Roxanne.
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Trivia question of the day
What animal has the most olfactory (smell) receptors?
I know, sometimes my drawings just make no sense. But I did have a very pointed message in my reasoning for drawing this. I just forget what it was now.
>I am starting a proverb series today. I keep coming across quotes that have no author, and usually they are either too stupid for someone to take credit for or they are proverbs that have become connected with a particular culture. Yesterday’s was the first variety, today’s is the second.
Doesn’t matter if it is a doctor, a wife, a husband, a kid, or a president you are waiting for, if you have to wait too long it’s easy to stew, and stewing makes for malevolent thoughts; anger, frustration, annoyance, etc.
It really does get down to trying to understand why you are angry at the delay. What is going to happen that is so bothersome? Missing a flight can be a pretty big drag for example. But I learned long ago, after being married to two women who both have a biological clock set at least 15 minutes behind the rest of the world, that in the end most delays aren’t really that big a deal and they aren’t worth getting crazy over.
