Annabelle has been to many museums and seen many different kinds of art. But I had never seen her interact with the art like she did today :: trying the different poses of the sculptures, offering words and thoughts that they might share if they could, touching and holding them, really having an relationship with them.
Maybe it was because there were no "Do Not Touch" signs. Maybe it was because it was outside. Maybe it was because they were oversized.
Maybe it was just because it was Rodin.
It takes all that strength just to let me hold your finger.
"It's even bigger than my daddy's!"
The basket you are carrying looks heavy. Here, this will help.
Orpheus with the Gates of Hell in the background.
I feel it too, Orpheus.
Believe me, I really do know how you feel.
Contemplation.
Ah, yes, I see now... 
If only I had a colonnade of my own.
"I'm so, so tired."
"No feet. No arms. No head. WHAT HAPPENED?"
We've known each other forever.
